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"Driven by drought the poor do their rounds past the archway of precious stones... Their kettles and drums make empty sounds... " A few lines, these are, from `Global warning,' a poem in Portraits of the Space We Occupy, by C. P. Surendran, published by HarperCollins.

"The zoo where penguins — the wrong consignment, it was spotted deer we wanted — perished in summer... " he writes in another poem; "... while in their eyes a vision of distant icebergs welled up like tears."

Surendran mourns in `consolation' after `blasts in Delhi', and writes: "We strive to please so many gods and fall short in as many ways."

Ever wondered what happens after `the day's fashion catwalks into the dark', and the shutters come down in the shopping arcade?

"The mannequins are free to collapse inside their suits, begin their nocturnal life, avenge the agony of iron postures, their laughs empty as detached dentures. We lean stiffly on our last smiles, and step out... "

Cool read.

Poetry@TheHindu.co.in

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