Tanka Poems
tundra winds
whisper
death’s
name
into
ears
with
every step
ice
on
beard
to
the bard’s ballad
dying
fire
burns
on and on
slipping
dagger
between
dragon scales
the all fire
burns
out its last
a
village in cinders
drawn
to the chaos
curious
the forest
uproots
and
makes its way
into
the heart of grey
light
from eternal lamp
flickers
violently
bodies
blink
in
and out of existence
in
the city of shadows
Elancharan Gunasekaran is inspired by Dadaist movements, butoh and anarchism. He believes that humans are capable of governing themselves without the need of political systems. His art often involves experimenting with visual and literary forms on the raw aspects of the human condition, climate change and man-made/ natural phenomena.
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