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(cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) Song of Two Worlds (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) Song of Two Worlds Alan Lightman A K Peters, Ltd. Natick, Massachusetts (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) CRC Press Taylor & Francis Group 6000 Broken Sound Parkway NW, Suite 300 Boca Raton, FL 33487-2742 © 2009 by Taylor & Francis Group, LLC CRC Press is an imprint of Taylor & Francis Group, an Informa business No claim to original U.S. Government works Version Date: 20140703 International Standard Book Number-13: 978-1-4398-6547-7 (eBook - PDF) This book contains information obtained from authentic and highly regarded sources. Reason- able efforts have been made to publish reliable data and information, but the author and publisher cannot assume responsibility for the validity of all materials or the consequences of their use. The authors and publishers have attempted to trace the copyright holders of all material reproduced in this publication and apologize to copyright holders if permission to publish in this form has not been obtained. If any copyright material has not been acknowledged please write and let us know so we may rectify in any future reprint. Except as permitted under U.S. Copyright Law, no part of this book may be reprinted, reproduced, transmitted, or utilized in any form by any electronic, mechanical, or other means, now known or hereafter invented, including photocopying, microfilming, and recording, or in any information storage or retrieval system, without written permission from the publishers. For permission to photocopy or use material electronically from this work, please access www. copyright.com (http://www.copyright.com/) or contact the Copyright Clearance Center, Inc. (CCC), 222 Rosewood Drive, Danvers, MA 01923, 978-750-8400. CCC is a not-for-profit organiza- tion that provides licenses and registration for a variety of users. For organizations that have been granted a photocopy license by the CCC, a separate system of payment has been arranged. Trademark Notice: Product or corporate names may be trademarks or registered trademarks, and are used only for identification and explanation without intent to infringe. Visit the Taylor & Francis Web site at http://www.taylorandfrancis.com and the CRC Press Web site at http://www.crcpress.com (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) Thou hast made me endless, such is thy pleasure. This frail vessel thou emptiest again and again, and fillest it ever with fresh life. —Rabrindranath Tagore, Gitanjali (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) Part I Questions with Answers 1 Awake – What are these quick shots of warmth, Fractals of forests That wind through my limbs? Fragrance of olive and salt taste of skin, Razz-tazz and clackety sound? Figures and shapes slowly wheel past my view, Villas and deserts, distorted faces, Children, my children – (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) 2 Distant, the pink moons of my feet. What rules do they follow? I think movement, they wondrously move, Moons flutter and shake. I probe the hills and the ruts of my face – Now I grow large, now I grow small, as the waves Of sensation break over my shore. There, a gnarled tree I remember, A stone vessel, the curve of a hill. What is the hour? Some silence still sleeps In my small sleeping room – Is it end or beginning? 2 Have I awakened? For decades, it seems, I have slept in a cave, Hung like a dried fly That’s sucked of all faith. Am I awake After so many foldings unfoldings, Grown numb to the world of belief? Something is stirring, some newness, A flail, buzz, and heave. Welcome, this sharp morning blast – (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) 3 Pleasure floods through me While tears sting my eyes, Veins fill with promised life. Breathing, I breathe and I feel, My skin bristles. 3 Footsteps – It’s Abbas, dear Abbas. I know that old shuffle, Grey stubble, haired mole, And the yellowing teeth. Clatter of pots in the kitchen. He’s making some tea. “Are you awake?” he roars. Smells of hot peppers and onions With cinnamon, hazelnut, Baklava, sugared cream. I rise from my bed, middle aged, Balding, the white scar on my arm, Shrunken chest, Losing more weight every year – In thirteen, by my estimate, I’ll weigh zero. My spindly legs stiff as I stand, Light from the night hallway, Red glint of my eyes. * * * (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2) (cid:2)

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