Treasure Island

Bijay Kant Dubey


What Is Poetry? Poetry As Nataraja Shiva


What is poetry? Poetry is Nataraja Shiva and with it go you and search
The statues of Nataraja Shiva,
Artistic and sculptural,
Excavated and kept in the museums Indian or
Overseas,
Pirated and sold by smugglers
Who could not keep with,
Just realized the value of
And gave it to some competent hand
A thing historical, metallic and sculptural
And the foreigner curators preserved them,
Wrote on,
Shiva, Shiva,
Nataraja Shiva,
Who is not only a Yogi and a Fakira
But a Dancer too,
The Dancer of the dancers,
The King-dancer
And see you the replica cast in metals or clay,
Olden and historical.

Submitted: Saturday, October 12, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 31, 2013
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