Hari Smith Holms
Poems by Hari Smith Holms : 211 / 312
She.....
She is selling shingles,
singly on the sea-shore!
Poverty-stricken, poor,
pauper and penniless.
Tittle-tattle turns
round like a ring
around anything
she simply earns.
Whirling of whim
turns timid a toy.
Pure-pearl plays no ploy.
This holiness horrors him.
Hari Smith Holms
Submitted: Monday, February 25, 2013
Edited: Monday, February 25, 2013
Poems by Hari Smith Holms : 211 / 312
Poet's Notes about The Poem
'Him' here refers to the symbol of a person who by scandalizing wants to control an innocent soul.
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No Chandra no typo. A beast that dwells in the body of a man who has no earthly or heavenly qualities.
And like all dangerous beast will be caged or killed someday.
A nice SHE ! But why him at the end? Perhaps a typo error!
Great write. Ilike it
Haripada Haldar, you are really a poet-genius. I like your poems. Pure-pearl.