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Behind the Curtain

Behind the curtain there is a world of calm,
behind that thick green
is sanctuary,
profound hush.
An unsullied realm, its silence.
From that flowing vision
of another world,
from that other reality's diaspora of sounds; from that other time,
enmeshed, they are calling me.

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Michel Arick

I really loved this poem.
They have really personified something that I can’t understand.

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Mrinal Devburman

First I thought of something behind the mask or cover wear by the Islamic ladies. Later, I have gone through the lucid clear words in a perfect frame. Its depinga.

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