A Refugee Trader Poem by Ananta Madhavan
A Refugee Trader
Rating: ★5.0
He waits for customers
For his hand-crafted trinkets
And ornaments, chains;
His high-boned face is flat,
His beads dangle brightly
From the rafters of his shack.
Glint-less, the beads of his eyes.
- - - - - - 1974
Tuesday, June 14, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: reader,refugee,trade,analogy,poet
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
A poet waits for caring readers, though people do not
require poems; the refugee trader of trinkets was
for me analogous.
require poems; the refugee trader of trinkets was
for me analogous.
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The poem and the poet's note touch me. 'He waits for customers For his handcrafted trinkets - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - His beads dangle brightly From the rafters of his shack - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Glintless, his beads of his eyes. Every writer wishes that his poems be read and appreciated.Like valuable gems lying under the layers of earth being undiscovered by men, many poetic gems may remain hidden unless it is discovered by readers.This happens with every poet, every writer.Thank you for sharing a beautiful poem.