Round And Round Poem by Vikram Seth

Round And Round

Rating: 3.5


After a long and wretched flight
That stretched from daylight into night,
Where babies wept and tempers shattered
And the plane lurched and whiskey splattered
Over my plastic food, I came
To claim my bags from Baggage Claim

Around, the carousel went around
The anxious travelers sought and found
Their bags, intact or gently battered,
But to my foolish eyes what mattered
Was a brave suitcase, red and small,
That circled round, not mine at all.

I knew that bag. It must be hers.
We hadnt met in seven years!
And as the metal plates squealed and clattered
My happy memories chimed and chattered.
An old man pulled it of the Claim.
My bags appeared: I did the same.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mohammad Akmal Nazir 02 April 2011

It was really a simple poem yet enjoyable and attractive. The coincidene made you think what happened years ago. Great imagery. Excellent work. Thanks for sharing...

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Caterpillar MC 08 October 2008

Simple, spirited, scenic....Thank you for sharing.

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Mohammad Akmal Nazir 02 April 2011

It was really a simple poem yet enjoyable and attractive. The coincidene made you think what happened years ago. Great imagery. Excellent work. Thanks for sharing...

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Nibedita Deb 16 October 2005

I liked the simplicity. Indeed, love becomes inherent to every the smallest phases of our lives! ...

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Onida 10 September 2006

A truly simple poem.very artistic.well done! !

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Rose Marie Juan-austin 01 December 2021

A well crafted story embellished with nice rhyme and great images.The ultimate stanza is thought provoking.

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Seamus O Brian 25 February 2018

I am ambivalent toward this piece. I can certainly appreciate how a small incident within the context of the ordinary can have an extraordinary emotional impact. I think the author portrays that well. And I think the rhyme and rhythm are not in and of themselves distracting. I just find that the emotional import hinted at does not translate as fully through the construction. A very nice piece, though.

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Glen Kappy 25 February 2018

I liked this. The rhyming is skillful overall. The form is pleasing. And the narrative is well-told, setting us up with wretched flight in the opening stanza to appreciate the happy memory the little red bag touches off in the last. And then the surprise of who it really belongrd to. -GK

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Ravi Kopra 25 February 2018

I thought in this poem was some matter What I found was just empty clatter Of hollow words weaving a shallow thought Of connecting a red suitcase with his love past This poems stands pretty small Of no interest to anyone at all First two lines tell the poet is straining to rhyme, daylight, night, flight He failed - the battered poem clattered and finally nothing mattered

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Edward Kofi Louis 25 February 2018

I knew that bag! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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