Through the Front Door by Devika Mathur (MY FRONT DOOR Series)

Published On Silver Birch Press

Silver Birch Press

mathur 1Through the Front Door
by Devika Mathur

I have a wooden structure that looks after me,
a thick shield of elastic worries,
a poet’s mind locked inside the carving,
I often stare at my front door with a madness slapping across the air,
the room stands empty with a fever of different music
and a lullaby of painted comfort stands there
disguised as this door.
My left arm often collides with the knob,
strange to me, I see myself through different holes of the door,
I eat my sins as I perceive my mind through it.
This door talks to me during vacant nights
I remember a visitor coming once and praising the carving of this front door,
I did not listen to any of it
I had my own notion of things floating through its hole,
the swollen memories of the past, the bruises I had, the velvet dreams…

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Olive skins is the literary platform by Devika Mathur, the founder of this collective. She is the published poet, writer and has her work featured in Subterranean Blue Poetry, Duane's Poetree, Blue Pepper, Visual Verse, Spill words among various others. She is also the curator for the Whisper and the roar, Blood into ink, and writes for Sudden Denouement. Her work has been featured in "All the lonely people" an anthology of various powerful writers. She writes for her blog my valiant soul and has many upcoming works in various anthologies and journals.

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