Guest poem submitted by Kamalika Chowdhury :
(Poem #1745) The Aerial
The aerial on this radio broke A long, long time ago, When you were just a name to me - Someone I didn't know. The man before the man before Had not yet set his cap The day a clumsy gesture caused That slender rod to snap. Love came along. Love came along. Then you. And now it's ended. Tomorrow I shall tidy up And get the radio mended.
Strange that amidst all the hilarity of Cope's verse, little poems like this get left behind. I have not much to say that the poem doesn't say for itself, except to express my admiration. Its emotions are everyday-quiet and deep, modern and somehow feminine, resigned and strong, sad and funny. It takes life in its stride. Kamalika.