Arun Kolatkar

(1 November 1932 – 25 September 2004 / Maharashtra / India)

The Indicator - Poem by Arun Kolatkar

A wooden saint
in need of paint

the indicator
has turned inward
ten times over

swallowed the names
of all the railway
stations it knows

removed its hands
from its face
and put them away
in its pockets

if it knows when
the next train's due
it gives no clue

the clockface adds
its numerals

the total is zero.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 29, 2012



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