Pune


This is a pantoum. It’s once again a piece that talks about moving away, but this timewe have a “couple” of sorts (could be friends, family, etc.). The goal with the pantoum was to progress the story while still repeating the lines as in a traditional pantoum. The piece does this by using punctuation where appropriate, to change the pacing and what the phrases themselves mean. The central idea is established right in the beginning, and then the central metaphor of the city being a womb of sorts is what carries through the whole piece. The only revision here was to introduce the actual name of the city in the beginning, and chaning the title from “City” to “Pune”.

Pune

We left Pune behind,
The city moved on
With its daily life
While we reminisced about

The city. Moved on,
from that place we called home
while we reminisced about
that cozy womb

From that place we called home.
The warmth now cold,
That cozy womb
Now - hidden from sight.

The warmth, now cold,
a loving embrace
now hidden from sight
yet - in memory alive.

A loving embrace
that I carry with me,
yet in memory alive -
In all that I do

That I carry with me.
Though the city forgets,
In all that I do
You never did.

Though the city forgets
With its daily life
You never did.
We… left Pune behind.

City

We left the city behind,
The city moved on
With its daily life
While we reminisced about

The city. Moved on,
from that place we called home
while we reminisced about
that cozy womb

From that place we called home.
The warmth now cold,
That cozy womb
Now - hidden from sight.

The warmth, now cold,
a loving embrace
now hidden from sight
yet - in memory alive.

A loving embrace
that I carry with me,
yet in memory alive -
In all that I do

That I carry with me.
Though the city forgets,
In all that I do
You never did.

Though the city forgets
With its daily life
You never did.
We… left the city behind.