84 poets in creating found poetry from the 84 works that have won the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction.
My Source Text of Project “Olive Kitteridge” written by Elizabeth Strout, Winner of Pulitzar Prize Fiction 2009
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Kislay Chauhan
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The Edges Of The Spirit
A Perspicuous Violin
Followed, being abashed, god light
Rather was creeping in aloof night
And bungled life turns in memories
Searching story of my desire seize
That was yesterday greet of sorrow
And today is last day for tomorrow
Sitting in sets of casual shout of air
Throwing dust of sadness on my hair
And when legs are bound by rack
Then no dream is saved on break
The faiths have been fainted on
Cause mirage looks heavy upon
Back of violin perspicuous emotion
Since almighty ignores my devotion
And when breath of my soul falls quite
Then find a distant way far of disquiet
I bear the unborn dream of love
Sinks from torn stream of shore
And that awful notes that I wrote
Have been failure forms of quote
Which were put in silence deep
On anxious pot of mind on weep
And inward the frosty breath lies
Outward on skin dew drop belies
And twin towns of your heart to me
Aligned to own as ever parts to be
The dreams can be slaved to words
When carpet of conditions forwards
In A Field
Somewhere in a field vivid children
Of different colors under a chill sun
That flourished immortal for world
On sand of stones, in a wind unfold
The dust of the dark spread in night
Under which fairies lulled them tight
Though it only couldn’t sleep an owl
Who knew the mortality of time foul
Cause all children ran for life and fell
With a turn of way, a way of farewell
And how all screamed once unknown
Around the deaf people as self-clown
The view where hundreds little sparks
Twinkling there in those beds of stars
Waiting for a hue comes from slopes
From inland love and island of hopes
With the heights of silver lined moon
With a tiny pinch of enlightened boon
And secure those priceless gems here
In the vase of dreams and out of tear
