Poems! The meaning of writing you
Was to write a flock of birds on the sky
& for the birds was to write
Green-leaves flowers & countless seeds on the earth
Whatever appeared trampled in my sight
A little revolution had to be written for each
But outside this need of writing you
Inside this roundabout world
It was getting difficult to explain
The meaning of a whole bird
The meanings of wings & flight were known
But not the estimate of the warmth of nests
Which bird has a sunrise lurking within
Which bird expands the ocean of eyes
& the shape of which bird resembles the soul of ours
All this had went into oblivion
To usurp
The place I had been sitting on
Singing ballads for those birds in the sky
The excuse of my son’s career was being given
Cellular phone advertisements were swooping down on
The words I was peeling & scraping off
Having put the life of a bird in them
Considering me her cage
The most beautiful bird which had been sitting in my heart
Was shown mercy by the hunter
Poems! Isn’t this
As much grief as watching the crane-killing.
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