Tactile 

April 25, 2023

 

“The longing to touch…I feel gratitude when I touch someone 

— as well as affection etc. The person has allowed me proof 

that I have a body — and that there are bodies in the world. 

— Susan Sontag, 

from As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980 

 

Whispers rip open 

                              the language of hands 

that once claimed loving shoulders — 

                              subliminal in liquid air. 

Image after image  

                              we crucify hunger. 

Arms fixed upon bodies, 

                              bodies that never break upon a hug. 

Years unloosen into a roar of emoticons. 

                             ‘Cancel Culture’ handcuffs ‘Movements’ 

to a mere clamour on decency. 

                              In solidarity, we pour hemlock 

down the jagged alleys of imagination — 

                             beauty slips from the hand of God. 

Art is anointed, 

                            a candidate up for sainthood. 

The artist becomes time’s fool 

                             singing moral monologues 

on monks who war behind a curtain of Tweets, their eyes crawl within fringes — 

                             to add a name to a face, to break a perfect wall.  Storms brew along the bend, 

they do not communicate rain. 

                             Parched eyes bury oxytocin, 

block by block. Fearful, sceptic hearts — 

                             too formal to earn a heart-beat, 

too kindled to embrace 

                            the sweet affection of skin and salt.

 

 

 

 

 

Jhilam Chattaraj

Jhilam Chattaraj is an academic and poet based in Hyderabad, India. She has authored the books, Noise Cancellation, Corporate Fiction: Popular Culture and the New Writers and When Lovers Leave and Poetry Stays. Her works have been published at Ariel, Colorado Review, World Literature Today, Room, Porridge, Not Very Quiet, Queen Mob’s Tea House, The Wire, and Asian Cha, among others. She received the CTI Excellence Award in “Literature and Soft Skills Development,” 2019, from the Council for Transforming India and the Department of Language and Culture, Government of Telangana, India.

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