Drink you not,

But the milky white lightSpread all round the placeAnd you only not with me.Had you been, I would have,Would have walking hand in handThe things of my heart,The fear of my heartAnd of your losing.

Expect a performanceFrom you,You.You with the guitarStriking,Striking the chords,Melodies breaking,Wires plucked,Music cackling.You in the hat,The cap,A tall manLong and thinAgeing with the years,But never down in spiritGoing with gala and glitch.Bob,Bob Dylan,Your song the song of the folks,Your music the music of lifeAnd the world,Your guitarCackling, plucking musicWith the beats and vibes.A musician,A song-writer,A guitarist,A…

I mean the learners,Dressed and made upAnd after seeing them, forget I my poetryAnd start thinking about their performing art,Trough dancingThey saying it allWith their poses and postures in movement,Expressions of sorrow and happiness,Expressing through signs and symbols,Rhythmic movement and break-up of limbs.Just like puppets, the old puppet dances of IndiaAnd the artistes making it…

And improved uponWith your understanding ofFamine, floods, poverty, development and economicsRather than your personal lifePunctuated by the arrival of three ladies,Nanabaneeta Dev SenBut the marriage broke as for your departure to foreignAnd thereafter married you Eva Colorni in 1973But she passed away untimelyAnd finally turned you to RothschildAnd the rest I do not knowAnd from…

In acknowledging the award,Perhaps for the legacy of trend and traditionCarried over the years,Those of the guitarists’,Solo guitarists and their performances,Singing in company,Carrying the traditionOf the musicians and singersAnd song-writers.Yours is not a traditionTo be viewed in isolation,To be aloof from,But a traditionDeeper and complexAnd mixedDrawing from not,But enriching the same traditionOf the intra-legacyOf the…

So lovely to look at,So beautiful to look at.