While trying to write a novel, instead
he ended up with a poem:
fresh fragrance of jasmines
colours of butterflies
madness of the sea
invitation of the sky
And the solitary koel's sweet coo-coo-cooing -
can one hope to write a novel with this?
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While trying to write a poem, instead
he ended up with a novel:
younger daughter's marriage
elder son's unemployedness
association-members' threats
house-owner's notice
And the chitter-chatter litany of the same old wife -
can one hope to write poetry with this?
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In the spinning gyre of prose and poetry
he completely forgot life:
mosque-mandir clashes
Kalahandi's death shrieks
skeletons of Nithari
hulla-baloo of parliament
And the soaring prices of dal, salt and rice -
everything he did forget:
While trying to write a novel, he became
himself a novelette.
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Incredible poem! It matches with how my poetry came about in a way. First wrote a novel, then short stories, then poems, It's fascinating how close you come to writing of my beginnings. Poems of people abusing power, government, prices, political, events in the world. Will read more of your poetry as time permits. Thank you for sharing, RoseAnn
Indeed, better things than expected sometimes come out of what we plan to do.... fate!
I loved the line solitary koel's sweet coo-coo-cooing. The poem can have many layers of meaning. To me, the poem tells the life story of every man and woman. In your childhood however you try to be reasonable and to build a career, surging emotions distract you from your goals. In adulthood, when the career has been made, one tries to build emotional connect, but the bitter realities of the world make you powerless. In ripe old age, one reflects that he has failed to strike a balance between poetry (emotion) and novel (reason) . Thus in the end everybody's life actually becomes an unwritten novel....
excellent write. Sometime a writer gets so engrossed in his work he loses himself.
You became all three and thus in the end you showed yourself as a true Poet in his own right. I thought this was a very interesting write and was well thought out.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fantastic write..one forget everything when it comes to the spiralling prices of daily meals... Very beautifully you have expressed. Loved reading it.