Pipedreams - Poem by Boudhayan Mukherjee
Pipedreams about my antipathy, pipedreams about change....
Pipedreams about my dreams are changing or
dreaming about pipes, dreaming through pipes....
Pipedreams about my antipathy, dream-pipes of dreams
and pipelines of dreams are changing pipes;
Piping my dreams like a straw pulling on lemonade?
Sure-strawing will make the act look dream-made?
Okay, free yourself from learned, burned effervesence,
the only 'contribution'of my college-paid poetry lessons.
Pipedreams of parks are changing or
dreaming about parks and the other half of Sutanuti.
Goodness is a dream, pipedreams are good
good dreams are pipedreams changing pipes....
the Corporation pipes, the Metro pipes, the domestic pipes,
pipes true and false, up towards the ceiling
and down towards the pit
my pipedreams will go down-down-down into green shit.
*300 years ago Sutanuti was a village, that has become
the modern metropolis Calcutta, now renamed as Kolkata.
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