Overhead Poetry

Poems with Sri Aurobindo's Comments

  On Poetry


A Poet's Stammer

My dream is spoken,

As if by sound

Were tremulously broken

Some vow profound.


A timeless hush

Draws ever back

The winging music-rush

Upon thought's track.


Though syllables sweep

Like golden birds.

Far lonelihoods of sleep

Dwindle my words.


Beyond life's clamour,

A mystery mars

Speech-light to a myriad stammer

Of nickering stars.—


it is certainly the inner mind that has transformed the idea of stammering into a symbol of inner phenomena and into that operation a certain strain of mystic mind enters, but what is prominent is the intuitive inspiration throughout. It blends with the intuitive poetic intelligence in the first stanza, gets touched by the overhead intuition in the second, gets full of it in the third and again rises rapidly to that in the two last lines of the fourth stanza. This is what I call poetry of the intuitive mind."


"It is a very true and beautiful poem."


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