The Dry Salvages by T.S.Elliot

"... And under the oppression of the silent fog

The tolling bell

Measures time not our time, rung by the unhurried

Ground swell, a time

Older than the time chronometers , older

Than time counted by anxious worried women

Lying awake, calculating the future,

Trying to unweave, unwind, unravel

And piece together the past and the future,

Between midnight and dawn, when the past is all deception,

The future futureless, before the morning watch

When time stops and time is never ending;

And the ground swell, that is and was from the beginning,

Clangs

The bell... "

Extract from The Complete Poems and Plays of T.S.Elliot,

Four Quartets, The Dry Salvages

Photo and Installation by Sandra Saldanha

Michael Robartes by W.B.Yeats

"She.                   I have heard said

There is great danger in the body.

He. Did God in portioning wine and bread

Give man His thought or his mere body?

She. My wretched dragon is perplexed..."

Extract from W.B.Yeats Collected Poems,

Michael Robartes and The Dancers

Photo and Installation by Sandra Saldanha

Solomon and The Witch by W.B. Yeats

"And thus declared that Arab lady;

'Last night, where under the wild moon

On grassy mattress I had laid me,

Within my arms great Solomon,

I suddenly cried out in a strange tongue

Not his, not mine.'

Who understood

Whatever has been said, sighed, sung,

Howled, miau-d, barked, brayed, belled, yelled, cried, crowed,..."

Extract from W.B. Yeats Collected Works,

Solomon and The Witch

Photo ( Installation's detail) by Sandra Saldanha

Domain

Domain

Within me lies a stone

like the one that tries

to fill the mango

Inside it is the essence

of another continent.

I fear its removal -

but how much better

it could be

to take it in my arms

and race away with it!

Poem by Moniza Alvi

Photo by Sandra Saldanha