The Altar of the Only World
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'Sharanya's poems are, in her own phrase, a form of phosphorescence - glowing in darkness, simmering with wonder, mythic in resonance, boldly embodied, hence surprisingly spiritful, even spiritual in the finest sense of the word. They are also skeptical and reflective, tempering and enhancing the glowing flame. Riptides of Tamil hide beneath or within her honed English, for those who can hear and see.' - David Shulman. Sita in a forest, loved and left behind, looks towards the night sky and sees Lucifer's fall from grace. Inanna enters the underworld, holding her heart before her like a torch. It is not easy to bear the weight of light; wilderness takes time to turn into sanctuary. These are poems of exile, resurrection, impossible love, lasting redemption - and above all else, the many meanings of grace.
Sharanya Manivannan
Sharanya Manivannan is the author of the short-story collection The High Priestess Never Marries, which won the 2015-16 South Asia Laadli Media and Advertising Award for Gender Sensitivity (Best Book - Fiction) and was shortlisted for the TATA Lit Live! First Book Award (Fiction) and longlisted for the Atta Galatta - Bangalore Literature Festival Book Prize. She is also the author of two books of poetry, Witchcraft and The Altar of the Only World, and a picture book for children, The Ammuchi Puchi. The Queen of Jasmine Country is her first novel.
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The Altar of the Only World - Sharanya Manivannan
Hanuman
The man with the heart that grew armour
took my breasts in his palms
and torn asunder, there, was
mine.
I took his bloody hands and
looked him in the eyes.
I am not a woman who must
prepare for sadness, I said.
I am not a woman who
cannot tell the place of the
original sin from the evil of its twin.
Crack me open, I said.
Take from me all I can give.
The god in me saw the god
in you. Our demons
saw each other too.
My heart is a cactus.
My heart has been waiting
for your stone. I’m as opaque
as the water
waiting within, flooded full
and capable
of unimaginable giving.
Come, ugly one.
Bring me your dirty paws
and your bearded countenance,
your blueness, your bliss. Bring me
nothing if that is all you are
capable of bearing.
I’ll take it all.
I’ll take every last
bulletproof
offering.
Sun-swallower
During the eclipse, it was rumoured
that the wildfire in your belly was
the only known source of light
in the universe.
The darkness you found me in
was only the penumbra of the
darkness you would
plunge into me.
What gravity you wielded then.
I came to you not knowing that
the light you held
within yourself was also
the light you withheld
from the world.
There was already darkness in me.
And if not light itself, then
afterglow, and though scorched
forever with the analemma
of your passage,
in the cosmos of my body,
always room for
another sun.
Mirrors
I saw a therukoothu dancer
spinning in the sun
today.
Every mirror along
his arms caught the sun
as he spun,
throwing it in small
constellations against
the shadows of the
courtyard.
And come unspooled in
his whirling was the memory
of a different dervish, and how
the compass arrows of my need
had spun with him then, shimmering,
possessed and scattering light, until
I could no longer see when
you gathered them up and
flung them, like cowries
from the palm of a
soothsayer. I ruptured
against your walls. I shone.
And when he
straightened his spine
and began to sing to
the goddess of rain, his
feet finally still against the earth,
I thought again of what she told me
that day, during the eclipse,
in her garden of datura –
Never love a man with more faces
than a hall of mirrors. He will
never be able to tear his eyes away
long enough to look at you,
a luminous thing, blinded by
the dark gravity of your love.
Secret Theatres
Tonight, the chhau dancer has a moon on his back,
and he clasps each of its crescent wingtips
above his head like an angel holding its horns.
When I said that I have looked for you in the bodies
of others, this is what I meant: these martial stances,
these masks, the way his shoulderblades convulse
in tandem with a shuddering