Guest poem submitted by Salima Virani :
(Poem #966) Sit
Sit, drink your coffee here; your work can wait awhile. You're twenty-six, and still have some of life ahead. No need for wit; just talk vacuities, and I'll Reciprocate in kind, or laugh at you instead. The world is too opaque, distressing and profound. This twenty minutes' rendezvous will make my day: To sit here in the sun, with grackles all around, Staring with beady eyes, and you two feet away.
I love this poem by Seth. It hit me hard when I first read it. I realised that so much of my communication is done electronically these days and it has gotten so cryptic and purpose-driven over time that I'd almost forgotten what it was like to spend an afternoon 'talking vacuities'. I like it also because it reminds me of my friends from college and university ... with whom I spent many such twenty minute rendezvous ... and the nostalgia of being back in Bombay just sweeps me away (sigh). Some day I'll make it happen again. A trip to Prithvi Theatre maybe, two cups of coffee, two friends and a twenty minute rendezvous :). Salima. [Minstrels Links] Vikram Seth: Poem #650, All You Who Sleep Tonight Poem #754, Protocols Poem #460, Round and Round