T. (no first name) Wignesan

To Those Who Go By His Tentmaker's Rope - Poem by T. (no first name) Wignesan

For those who go by his tentmaker's rope

swing from one end to the other
though neither low nor too high
nothing will pass you by
if you swing not to the end of your tether

Let the tavern-keeper yell
no legs past his dream threshold
will wander before old Khayyam's knell
accept at last your unwanted vow
no damsel will crash into cleft-stick cuckold
sweep away celibacy
take your heart in tow

Is there talk of yes who may be chosen
what role could your pain fill in bold
letters which you'd rather see in numbers broken

Come away come away from all this quarrel
Let those who wish to be weighed in gold
make much of their worth par rapport
à l'infidel

June 5,1997

From the privately pub. coll. (rev.2016) : longhand notes (a binding of poems) , Paris: 1999,115p.
© T. Wignesan - Paris,2016

Topic(s) of this poem: inspirational

Form: Dramatic Monologue

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