Progress Report Poem by Vikram Seth

Progress Report

Rating: 3.3


My need has frayed with time; you said it would.
It has; I can walk again across the flood
Of gold sil popples on the straw-gold hills
Under a deep Californian sky that expels
All truant clouds; watch squads of cattle graze
By the radio-telescope; blue-battered jays
Flash raucous squaking by my swivelling head
While squirrels sine-wave past over the dead
Oak-leaves, and not miss you_although I may
Admit that near the telescope yesterday
By a small bushcovered gully I blundered on
Five golden fox-cubs playing in the sun
And wished you had been there to see them play;
But that I only mention by the way.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Manonton Dalan 28 January 2016

something is missing... that's her

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Paul Reed 11 November 2014

I think your poetry is simple, meaningful and incredibly enjoyable

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Vikram Seth

Vikram Seth

Kolkata / India
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