The Officer Poem by Ananta Madhavan
The Officer
His occupancy of the swivel chair,
The face averted in a half profile,
His conversation on the telephone,
The drawl, the joke, the corrugated smile,
Exclude you from a self-sufficient world
To enter which you must become a file.
Wednesday, April 2, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: power
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I became an officer and saw the stiffness of state power. Hence I wrote this stanza, rhymed in a five beat iambic.
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