Poem 99: At last! A poem for academics!

See the new moon up-slip
and flare its vicious whips of light
across the back of night.
The moon bears no delight, but brings
dull rays of hurts and stings
made yesterday. It sings cold songs
old songs that don’t belong
if we are to move on and make
a fresh and novel take
in the lake while baking a cake.

To hear this poem being read click HERE!

Apologies for poor audio – broken mic.

14 thoughts on “Poem 99: At last! A poem for academics!

  1. umashankar

    That one set me thinking. I loved how moon’s angst is old and chilly. It is almost as if it is mourning its lost glory, and asserting that one must indulge in novel enterprises to renew the glitter.

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