~Shailendra Sakar~
Translation : Manjushree Thapa
Hanging an x-ray of a friend’s fractured hand
like a frame in the center of a room’s clean wall
I look at it and see an illusion-
It’s a carved lattice window
It’s possible to see the open sky through it
If I examine the x-ray against bright lights
I’ll see in it broken, bent and shattered bones
scattered so that they can’t be joined
Otherwise, glancing quickly-
It’s a design for an attractive window
Like this x-ray time is hanging
all over the clean wall of my life
(Source : Nepali Times)
