A wooden saint
in need of paint
the indicator
has turned inward
ten times over
swallowed the names
of all the railway
stations it knows
removed its hands
from its face
and put them away
in its pockets
if it knows when
the next train's due
it gives no clue
the clockface adds
its numerals
the total is zero.
if it knows when the next train's due it gives no clue......impressive expression. Beautiful poem.
True sad poem, as an artist he died too young, methinks, married twice, because of alcohol problems, at last he found success in publishing his poem books, also posthume, before his death he asked his best friend to publish the poems he just finished. As an art designer residing in Mumbai he knew all the corners of that megacity. A true artist with scorpion as his zodiac. Oft goes poetry and painting hand in hand. Amazing life, amazing poems, amazing art and personality!
if it knows when the next train's due it gives no clue the clockface adds its numerals.. Zero. very fine poem. tony
life in full of indications by every single part of nature we are indicated for our next course of life.............
3) Once again I direct this to the respected Poet's wife, the honourable Mrs. Kolatkar, Congratulations with this Honour as The Modern Poem Of The Day! May he R.I.P. dear Mrs. Kolatkar.I have enjoyed very much his poems full of humor and thought-provoking poems. The way he created poems, WOW! I am captured by his refined humor
2) ...........Bhijki Vahi won a Sahitya Akademi Award in 2005. His Collected Poems in English, edited by Arvind Krishna Mehrotra, was published in Britain by Bloodaxe Books in 2010. Trained as an artist from the J. J. School of Art, he was also a noted graphics designer, with many awards for his work.. Excellent Poetry, fascinating personality, he was doomed to die. He was loyal to his Art. Congratulations!
Arun Balkrishna Kolatkar (Marathi :) was a poet from Maharashtra, India. Writing in both Marathi and English, his poems found humor. In many everyday matters. His poetry had an influence on modern Marathi poets. His first book of English poetry, Jejuri, is a collection 31 poems pertaining to a visit of his to a religious place with the same name Jejuri in Maharashtra; the book won Commonwealth Writers' Prize in 1977. His Marathi verse collection
removed its hands from its face and put them away in its pockets.. a fine poem. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
round roundly come to the totality and it's a zero!