Deaf and Dumb
| [An old one, written sometime around end 2002.] A common hour A winter night The city, Calcutta. They were together Their state, naked Their love, deep Their passion, silent. A convoy passes by Its siren claiming alert. And tangled up in love Neither of them hears it. Labels: Poetry |
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Unknown said ... (3:51 PM) :
post a commentDear Mr. Diamonds and Rust,
Bond, Smoke Bond here. I am a secret agent, code name 007.1.
To celebrate your affinity for cold turkey and poetry, please allow me to share a poem with you that has a very similar voice as your offering entitled, "Deaf and Dumb", which is a very good poem at that - if you don't mind the quick review.
It reminds me of one by a very remarkable poet, playwrite, Nobel Prize winning author - 1992 named Derek Walcott. Please enjoy this small offering from his poem entitled, "A Sea-Chanty".
A young sailor is playing
His grandfather's chantey
On a trembling mouth organ;
The music curls, dwindling
Like smoke from blue galleys,
To dissolve near the mountains.
The music uncurls with
The soft vowels of inlets,
The christening of vessels,
The titles of portages,
The colors of sea grapes,
The tartness of almonds,
The alphabet of church bells,
The peace of white horses,
the pastures of ports,
The litany of islands,
The rosary of archipelagoes,
Anguilla, Antigua,
Virgin of Guadeloupe,
And stone-white Grenada
Of sunlight and pigeons,
The amen of calm waters,
The amen of calm waters,
The amen of calm waters."'
It is a little caribbean vacation for those of us with limited budgets.
Ever in your service.
Smoke