Poetry of the day

 

             Springtime, ageing

 

First as a hint that it is not final,

the abiding sense of ending

at a sudden narrow end —

like a beast cornered,

a hint you disbelieve fearing

yet another falsehood,

the long winter slackens.

Then disbelief is undermined

by hope you had thought

had been banished,

and it slowly turns

first as outrage

that winter`s enormity on your soul

was not your final revelation

but yet another heedless twirl,

and then as exasperation

at the huge task of learning

the world all over again.

 

It is different if you have

things to look forward to

of course,

or if you live

in different latitudes.

 

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About ctaposh

Cartoonist, poet, social activist, development banker, documentary filmmaker, reader of books and realities, ponderer of questions milling around.
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2 Responses to Poetry of the day

  1. Pooja says:

    Oops forgot to leave my name on the above comment, it’s me Pooja (from Simla) who commented on the poetry…………..just read your short story too, excellent! Any latest publications on stories/ poems?

  2. Anonymous says:

    Reading your poetry Taposh, was like welcoming happiness after a long grey winter. The memory it brought forth was a happy memory (to be specific: red rhododendrons on the sides of the long grey road, happy and radiant!)! But the present reaction was melancholic as always to your poetries…..alas! It’s “spring”, the end of winter……it’s the same on all latitudes (understood as “everywhere”), it is nature! There are flowers still, if not rhododendrons……cherry blossoms! They too are worthy to the acknowledgment of the poet!

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