Aniruddha Pathak

Freshman - 843 Points (25.05.1941 / Godhra - Gujarat)

Art Is No Milch Cow - Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

What if Mona Lisa’s treated like corn?
In multiple forms made and marketed,
From one of a kind and mysterious born,
That steals a wondrous heart and turns keen head.
Imagine several shades of dull grey,
Epics that go on, never showing ends,
A race ran in endless rounds of relay,
A bouquet that brags big till blossom bends.
Art’s art but if captured in compact space,
And least if stretched on and on till it yawns,
Nor if fattened in self-love, lacking grace,
Nor o’er-Indulged like wild-grown garden lawns;
Art’s no cow milked and marketed to death,
The mysterious is mapped not in one breath.

Form: Sonnet

Poet's Notes about The Poem

In response to commercialisation and mass production of master
pieces like Mona Lisa.
- Sonnets | 06.07.14 |

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 16, 2015

Poem Edited: Monday, March 16, 2015

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