Overhead Poetry

Poems with Sri Aurobindo's Comments

  On Poetry


Overself

All things are lost in Him, all things are found:

He rules an infinite hush that hears each sound.


But fragmentary quivers blossom there

To voice on mingling voice of shadowless air,

Bodies of fire and ecstasies of line

Where passion's mortal music grows divine—


For, in that spacious revel glimmers through

Each form one single trance of breakless blue.


Sri Aurobindo's Comment


"Higher Mind throughout, illumined. The first and third couplets exceedingly fine, perfect poetic expressions of what they want to say. —the other two are less inevitable, although the second lines in both are admirable. Lines 2, 5,6 are among the best you have written; they have a certain revelatory power."

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