National Poetry Month

[brigdh]

Poets by Rituraj, translation by Manjit Kaur Bhatia, Christi Merrill, Daniel Weissbort and Nalini Taneja

Poets live to an old age
Though they're always getting killed off
they are still around.

Making friends
with fools and lumpens in these selfish times
thrusting poetry books into their hands
poets laugh for days on end
they howl first and then turn silent
but the cursed poems never shut up

Poets find birds in children
and girls in birds
and flowers in girls
collect the seeds of all they've seen
and sow themselves together with the seeds

Poets hide like seeds
only to return in new forms

At least now their breed is in no danger of extinction.

Comments

[silverflight8.livejournal.com]

I really like the imagery in this one!

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

Yeah, me too!

[dhampyresa.livejournal.com]

they're always getting killed off

Or becoming gun runners (see Rimbaud, Arthur).

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

Hee, good point!