Overhead Poetry

White Murder

A quick stiletto's smile of poignancy,

The pang of paradise cleaves through the heart,

Committing against our human blood's career

A lustrous crime of immortality.

Truth's lightning stab—and from the core of life

Rich reveries flow to some unscrutable deep,

While over a precipice of infinitude

Clay-burdens drop, a trance-fall out of time.

Sri Aurobindo's Comment

"Very forcibly conceited. In its kind it is eminently successful."

(Another piece—somewhat similar in tone and turn to White Murder, but perhaps not openly " conceited" . What is its source of inspiration?)

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