INMATES OF AN ALLSPICE TREE

Photography

Poetically captioned photographs by Tarpan.

A few selections from an allspice tree
in my neighbourhood.
The textures, tones, and shapes in the trunk
simply take one into
the wonderland of Alice.

hero of the forgotten comic

When the HERO OF THE FORGOTTEN COMIC stared at me,
with the next blink,
ACTORS WERE GETTING READY IN THE GREEN ROOM.

actors ready in the green room

The INTRUDER (and there was a spider smiling on his face),
the OUTSIDER – there come my dear MONSTERS.

MONSTER IS BACK

How friendly they were, although with frightening faces…
with a living tattoo of a spider on the cheek,
their eyes burned with thirst.

There was A BIOGRAPHY OF A GOAT IN TWO CHAPTERS.
How fast the chapters of life open and close
into unknown dimensions!

hiding horse

A HORSE WAS HIDING in shade.
Her mane was hidden,
her neighs too.
When her eyes began
whispering to me,
she had almost gone merged,
with the stable of her silence.
Another perspective blink,
and an atelier of an unknown artist
emerged from nowhere.

monkey and the princess - the tale forgotten deliberately

Ah! I got back a forgotten tale – the MONKEY & the PRINCESS!
There were two more pictures left unfinished –
UNHEARD CRY and A Crash of Hope.

UNHEARD CRY

They were silly, like the cover stories of pulp fictions.
But lovely to me.

PULP FICTION COVER

I just picked up two more paintings,
One is of the Upanishad, or SATSANG.
Nothing is said, but
Everything is heard.

SATSANG

(It’s an ongoing painting on the trunk. Go on looking at it. One can see many emerging faces. All beings are present everywhere, it seems, a thing which could be experienced with a different perception, multidimensionally).

MEMORY OF A RENAISSANCE ARTWORK

And the other one is
MEMORY OF A RENAISSANCE ARTWORK.
All and everything is eternally present in
all and everything, it says.
Maybe so, right?

Tarpan

Dhyan Tarpan is a writer, translator and musician from Kerala. facebook.comdhyantarpan.com

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