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The Arrow of Fear and Trembling


01.18.17 Posted in today's words by

Sudeep Adhikari is a structural engineer and lecturer from Kathmandu, Nepal. His poetry has been featured in more than sixty online/print literary magazines around the world. His recent publications were with  Red Fez, Kyoto, Your One Phone Call, Jawline Review, Anti-Heroin Chic, Yellow Mama, Fauna Quarterly, Beatnik Cowboys, After The Pause, Poetry Pacific and The Lake

The Arrow of Fear and Trembling
By Sudeep Adhikari

We all are dreams of a zero. I sometimes write
the vapors of their stories on a glass pane,
while watching a polythene makings faces at me.
The sweet void reverberates. It smells like few of my
nightmares, of falling teeth and UFOs coming right at my face
when I stay stranded inside the lonely spaces of my underground.

A parachute of crows clad the anxieties of a year,
that has just died. They said
I don’t see time. There are only watches and calendars.

Split and wholesome, I live an eternity in the banded
zone of guilt and glory. I always have.

Happy new Fear and Trembling. I greeted a mirror.

*Fear and Trembling is a book by Danish Philosopher Søren Kierkegaard published in 1843.


2 Responses to “The Arrow of Fear and Trembling”

  1. Wonderful images, language precise and penetrating. Love the title.

  2. This would make a great expanded prose.

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