Sunday, 18 November 2018

What does this need a title for?





Everyday's a pasted famous quote -
Al Prufrock or Tagore's Paper Boat
on it's timeline, just in case you think
it's a dead end, dead pen pushing ink,
not a solace, just a flimsy dream
the escape hatch of a digital scream
before it burrows back into the day
and ponders if anything gold will stay
and are there any rare metals at all
in the million, billion plastic dolls,
in the slow pulse of chronology,
in the cell walls of soliloquy.
A sudden buzz on the telephone -
just alive, but also a dead zone.




10 comments:

  1. Hi Nila - no title needed ... just a very gentle rambling poem touching many ideas ... some I definitely don't want to think about ... billions of plastic doll pieces ...

    All the best Hilary

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    1. Yup lots of avoidable stuff going on in the world...

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  2. Echoing Hilary. And sometimes the thoughts I don't want to think are necessary.

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  3. escape hatch of a digital scream - that captures the essence.
    Superb!

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    1. Glad you enjoyed the poem, I use that hatch once in a while :)

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  4. Lately it seems that I'm enjoying many of your titles as much as the poems they adorn, and that includes this "non-title."

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    1. Figuring out a title is the hardest part of the poem for me. :) Glad you enjoyed it.

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  5. 'ponders if anything gold will stay'Don't we all wonder about that? Fabulous poem.

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    1. Yes, indeed. Sometimes I wonder if the base metals will stay even, never mind the gold.

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