Origins, by Akshaya Pawaskar

by Akshaya Pawaskar

I am the green planet.
My figure has been traced with a carbon paper
lying beneath me. And all these copies
are walking besides me orbiting.
Once we thought world revolved around us.
Ptolemy must have made us believe so
and we didn’t question.
Until one day I woke up to feel I am a nonentity
I exist as an illusion, smoke form eventually to
Be Snuffed out.
Heliocentric world as Copernicus propounded
Humbled me.
Every day I get up in a different bed now,
sometimes cozy with electric blankets
At times my pores breaking out with the saline water
Battening bed bugs.
I eat duck’s tongue, lotus stems, and mopane worms.
Houses fold and unfold inside my orbital sockets
as planes wade in air like shark
Watched by radars.
Vagrant I cram up my rucksack,
an extension of my backbone
Like a tumor parasitic
It whittles me down to components
Of primordial soup from
Where it all began.
We are all related by blood and birth
The songbird, the algae, the weed,
the tree, the lion and the skunk
And when the Noah’s ark
Will float we will be in the same boat.
In search of new lands
Columbus in us beckoning.
We are all nomads at heart.
Aren’t we once again
moving, searching, hunting,
Utterly primal, utterly lost
Mere atoms in a continent
Sized matter.

Akshaya Pawaskar is a doctor practicing in India and poetry is her passion. Her poems have been published in Tipton Poetry journal, Indian ruminations, The blue nib, North of oxford, Rock and sling, shards, Awake in the world anthology by Riverfeet press. She had been chosen as ‘Poet of the week’ on Poetry superhighway in 2019, featured writer in Wordweavers poetry contest and second place winner of Blue nib chapbook contest( 2018).

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