by Debashish Haar
Saturday, January 27, 2007
Rated "G" by the Author.
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The shadow is mistaken for the ink
that flows from a wound…
the shadow, ink, and wound.
Thoughts drown in the morning,
shine at night with the stars,
and splash their colors.
In between, life floats in the sleeves of wind,
when the traffic grows
like the sexual desire,
or some kind of bacterial culture,
when little children learn
perhaps to amend
the arithmetic mistakes
bequest upon their lives,
when traders in stock markets defy
all options and futures,
blue chips eat one another like dogs,
when code coolies invent
polymorphism in blissfully married lives,
documentation teams stroke
their egos with eyeliners, hairdos,
and fancy t-shirt slogans.
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|Reviewed by jude forese
|well developed images to this persuasive social statement of psychological anomaly ...|
|Reviewed by Hiren Shah
|Wide variety of examples used well- liked the one on stock market. To me "incomplete" is not meeting your purpose in life which is what you have said in your intro through Swami Vivekanand- I recently got the best prize for my answer on Education at yahoo. In case interested, link is
|Reviewed by richard cederberg
|A very internalized view. We live in an ever increasingly complicated world - it surely gives those with eyes something to ingest and write about.
One of your reviewers used the archaic word "fluxions" to indicate a certain flow or discharge from this write. I agree! I enjoyed your cynicism in this.
Richard Lloyd Cederberg
|Reviewed by Debra Harmes-Kurth
|Complicated and intriquing imagery and message. I found this piece not only well written, but blaring its stuble thought process, into the reader. Well done.
|Reviewed by Victor Buhagiar (Reader)
|Is the ink blood? Most of our hard endevours are written in blood. Great imagery and complex ideas. Victor|
|Reviewed by J M
|Poet I found this to hold many fluxions in your discriptive society and engaging verbal and skillful imagery. Changing and always changing or trying to take the action of unity and acceptance. Well done thought provoking poem to say the least.
Light & Blessings,
|Reviewed by Linda Hill
|Thought provoking write, Debashish...
|Reviewed by Sherry Heim
|You have entered the deluded fog that so many people seem to spend most of their time in, Debs. Very interesting and intricate poem.