Let, let me be a red china rose
At the Ankleted Blackly Holy Foot of the Mother.
O, let me, let me be a flower offered to
The Artistic and Sculptural Leg Divine of the Mother,
Just the replica of the one Leg Divine of Kali
And I a hibiscus offered to!
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V.S.Naipaul in the goggles
Scolding the Indian writersFor their misinterpretation.
I want to sketch
Of hers.A huge photographOf hersOvershadowing.And I walking downThe streetUnder the shadow of.Overlooking usAnd I going by,Passingthrough.I thinking about,FeelingAnd going.Nirbhaya,Fearless, without fear,Why to fear!O distressed soul,Why to look morbid,Death cannot kill you!
Poetry of life,
Is only importantAnd none the else,If life is then there is the worldAnd if earth is then there is life,If not how to think of poetry?
They Also Sing The Song of Rama, The Poor Singer of Rama (Songs of Rama) / The Ragged Singer of Rama
The poor ragged man as the singer of Rama is before you to peruse and pursue if there is something readable in it and if not, you dump it elsewhere taking it to be rubbish as I have nothing to claim nor can I say it with firmness that I have really written it something…
Now go they not for a warm handshake
In firm clasp,Just shake it outwardly,Nay inwardlyAs have forgotten itAll courtesies and mannersWhat it was good in them.Times have changed,Men have changedAnd so have their manners,Now people like not to mix up withRather than being private and personal.
Abstract: Little magazines and their little-little editors Little men’s little magazines Poetasters, rhymers, commoners and non-poets as poets and poetesses Poets and poetesses as bluff-masters and mistresses Self-praise is no praise, as goes the adage Poetry not in mutual admiration The small editor a poet and the fellow reviewers and subscribers admiring, even university readers and the meritless poetry the topic discussion and the teacher applying in the reader-responses theory
Those who had not to be poets and poetesses are,All those journal-editors,The little-little men of little-little things,Of trivia and academia.A small poet or a poetess who fails as a poetMakes a breakthrough after editing a journalAnd that very small poet turns into a poet of India fame overnight,Can it be,Is poetry false praise and evaluation?My…