Each Wednesday, Editor's Choice brings you a poem from a new book selected as a must-read. Our feature editor this week is Vivek Narayanan.
Jeffrey Yang
I entered the cave by way of Ellora
others have known as Aladra, or Alura,
its level hill signals
no human activity inside it
outside its gardens of luxuriant vegetation
and abundance of water, the falls
tumble down like a reincarnated god
dancing down the crystal threads
down the blue cliff face
faces forgotten faces fixed
you who shaped the mandala streams
while awake in a dream, the three-tiered halls
from darkness to light, shrines
leap out of the walls, carved
bodhisattvas, for two centuries, centuries
before, your hands materialized the mudras in stone,
visualized the pradakshina past
the pillars and pilasters, the ritual cisterns,
open book on a lotus, sketches of forms
untying the knots, a single step
completes the design, I had chosen
the unexamined life and failed, my failings
haunting me here, this place your reverence
named, your names concealed in its signs
triple-bud stem, raised diamond thunderbolt,
garland and song, I was drawn
to the uppermost articulation
in my circumambulations, fine dust
caught in the sunlight, in the gaze
of the stalking lions, against the darkest
recesses, the Perfected One's summoning gesture
for your heroic deeds asked no remembrance
in the image the silence, I was drawn
to the doorway where Janguli sits with royal ease
I performed the sacred rite
as it had been handed down through me
my feet blackened with earth
and in her cognizance she clarified
the poison surging within me



In the Book of Last Words
Basho says through Hiro,
"Falling ill on a journey my dreams run round a withered field."
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Image of the front cover of Petre Solomon's Paul Celan: The Romanian Dimension
Digging Deeper on the Poet Paul Celan
 
"Much has been written about the life and work of Paul Celan, including the benchmark biographical study by John Felstiner, Paul Celan: Poet, Survivor, Jew. But Petre Solomon offers an unaccustomed point of view—he seeks to put Celan into a frame of reference that includes the poet’s Romanian and Jewish background. 'Celan’s drama is not foreign to this essential fact of his biography,' writes Solomon."

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"The premise of 'When You Go Away,' is familiar: when the lover is separated from the beloved, the order of the world changes. Given the limits of this conventional subject, how did Merwin make a thing both faithful to its convention and new? I found an answer to my question in the complexity of the poem’s final lines: “my words are the garment of what I shall never be / Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy.”
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