A. G. Bawang


Requisites - Poem by A. G. Bawang

Sir,

They asked me

Is it art?

Is it a man looking at his first sunrise?

What boundless joy we have when we pass!

Is it precise like the carpenter’s hand?

What pains we suffer for a glance!

Is it so pressing as the will of a child for ice cream?

What we will not give for a-
Does it possess and leave prints?


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, June 22, 2008



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