think. imagine. create.

Art and Poem by Vidya Premkumar

All feels so disjointed

distorted

The result of a slight

loss of balance in

the inner senses of reason,

familiar stable patterns

are

a jangle of strings.

A little bit off centre -

The doors

upset the delicate

balance of the

invisible

and the visible.

Design-

The carnival of time

eludes us.

A showplace,

strange,

slightly wrong.

A degree off.

Day 27: The Poeming: A Found Poetry Project from The Haunting of Hill House by Shirley Jackson

Design-

The carnival of time

Eludes us.

A showplace,

Strange,

Slightly wrong.

A degree off.

Homesick

Away

I want my own bed

Day 26: The Poeming: A Found Poetry Project from The Haunting of Hill House by Shirley Jackson

Two small children

lonely perhaps, but not unhappy

run in the meadow

and pick wildflowers

as

somewhere in the library,

a collection of postcards

sent to the two little girls

from their father

remained

until they were

grown up.

The children growing up like mushrooms

in the dark

felt differently.

Day 25: The Poeming: Found Poetry project from The Haunting of Hill House by Shirley Jackson

The poem has been called by Vidya Premkumar from Penguin Random House 2009 edition. 

I

looked oddly well,

comfortable

wearing

a vivid yellow shirt,

more light

in this room.

I feel

in this dreary place

it is our duty

to look as bright as possible.

Be visible.

Day 24: The Poeming: A Found Poetry Project from The Haunting of Hill House by Shirley Jackson

Don’t feel rejected,

a message

this flower.

They carefully avoiding me.

I singled out again,

pretending it is nothing,

turn away indifferently

from the message,

comforting cold hand in

warm bed and little sleep.

Young people living-

it is a shame

the way children grow up

knowing everything.

There should be more mysteries

for them,

more things

they have to wait to find out.

Then they find them the hard way,

and

they start on them

and