Gautami Phookan

Gautami Phookan Poems

Equipped with feathers, in the wind it flows
Ascends, comes down and flourishes on blue;
above the sea, beyond the dark and deep,
my love extends and balances, on wings....
...

Silver floats the moon and boughs slender sway,
fleeing on her trembling breath
her light feet braves.
Rising of the lea in the dappled grey,
...


A lighthouse blinked deep in the shadows' gray
a fog-horn bordered at the distanced lines,
few stars were scattering above the bay
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Revelling in the rain
That goes tapping on my back.
I twirl, 'am in no haste;
With a weedy leafy dirndle
...

I walk
through the woods
swirling whiteness,
thick blanket of mist;
...

Scarce had it rain'd - blue hued
drops showering down;
in the witching hour I rode,
where the earth is overrun by weeds,
...

Hark! the bell rings.

Dusky clouds loom across the dale,
...

Upon the bed of fallen leaves
How fair the blossoms lay,
Silver the night,
And silver the streams are veiled.
...

~ 'Flamingos in pink plumes, spread all that silken fluff; pink ripples in air.'~
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A flower crushed under the snow soon dies,
A winter heart that's frozen in the ice;
O'er my feathers embrace the cold of the wind,
I fear the mute chill shrouded in velvet guise.
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Red poppies in a field 'mid green stalks,
Where bathed in gold I often see you roam.
Across three fields- red earth, then a river;
And it wends through the woods carving a sliver.
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'You are a lovely singing bird outside my window. I open my window and you become a flower scent and a breeze that passes through my hair.'

... Spun from the dark clouds from the night before
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The only sound, whistle of a quail;
That breaks in upon the tranquility.
From the treetops glows the yellow moon,
Suddenly tossed, as a draught twists through
...

Sound
of the - -
birch urged some
tardy trav'ler,
...

The Best Poem Of Gautami Phookan

Eternal Love

Equipped with feathers, in the wind it flows
Ascends, comes down and flourishes on blue;
above the sea, beyond the dark and deep,
my love extends and balances, on wings....

For you it stands above horizon's edge,
an arrow swift and lodged on pining breast;
unspoken words that hang on fluttered breath
as you return, sweet blossoms on my lips.

You speak of ageless love, endeared in dreams
against the stills of frozen, winter grey,
joined, drifting mates eternity shall bring,
hence both our aching souls shall be redeemed....

With tenderness I hold you in my eyes,
(ethereal spirit born in arbor green) :
I fear to touch my love's angelic bloom,
it tears my fleeting heart to hear its cry.



(Written with Giorgio Venetopoulos)

Gautami Phookan Comments

Georgios Venetopoulos 09 May 2014

The elegant and feminine mode of Gautami's expression has given to the term free verse her innovative and always well respected, very personal and valid definition.

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Georgios Venetopoulos 21 April 2014

Gautami Phookan is an exceptional poetess. The aura she emits through her compositions is of a deeply contemplating mind and romantically perceiving soul. Her expressions resemble oil on canvas paintings that portray multidimensional conditions of feelings, landscapes, shapes and forms of her conceivably ideal, isolated worlds.

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