Prison - Poem by Ananta Madhavan
When he was sent to jail
The warder did decree
His cell should be
I attribute his madness
To this encircling doom.
For in his room
Not driven into corners,
Groped for the centre -
Thus did he enter
The orbed madhouse.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
and categories. Hence, unconsciously, I used rhymes for lines
2 and 3 of each of the three four-line stanzas, the other lines
having 'a prison-walled parole'.
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