Castles in the air - they are so easy to take refuge in. And so easy to build, too.

आम्हां घरी धन शब्दांचीच रत्नें | शब्दांचीच शस्त्रें यत्न करुं ||
शब्द चि आमुच्या जीवांचे जीवन | शब्दें वांटूं धन जनलोकां ||
तुका म्हणे पाहा शब्द चि हा देव | शब्द चि गौरव पूजा करुं ||
- abhang of Tukaram Wolhoba Ambile of Dehu

There's No Freedom Like That of a Child's Imagination

கடலுக்கு உண்டு கற்பனைக்கு இல்லை கட்டுப்பாடு

Friday, August 28, 2009

Godawful Poetry Fortnight - 10



This poem is not cool.

You see, this poem
is a bit enthusiastic
about wanting to express
itself in more
than monosyllables.
Though
the poet cannot say the
reader will not receive
it with anything more
than coolness.

This poem is not cool.

That's because this poem
like many other
poems actually cares about
the reader and his
ideas, frets about
corruption and hunger
and whether there will
be nuclear disarmament.
That's probably because
the poet is not
cool enough to
not care about these
things.

This poem is not cool.

It doesn't have an attitude
(which is a curious
way of saying arrogant).
it is trying not to
make a point because
you see,
the poet has been told,
making a point
implies attitude.
And the poet is not
trying to do anything
of the sort.

So this poem is not cool.

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