Foolish, not Social -- Sankha Ghosh

Guest poem sent in by Sarah Korah

(Poem #1765) Foolish, not Social Returning home do you feel you talked too much? Cleverness, do you feel very tired? Do you feel like sitting quiet in the blue cottage Burning incense, after a bath, on return? Do you feel like wearing a human body at last After taking off the demon's dress? Liquid time carries moisture into the room. Do you feel like an ananta-shayana on her floating raft? If you feel like that, come back. Cleverness, go away. Does it really matter? Let them say foolish, let them say unsocial. -- Sankha Ghosh

Note: ananta-shayana: Vishnu sleeping on the cosmic serpent Ananta.

I like people, and enjoy being outdoors. But on some weekends, I just long
to curl up with a book.. and have a cup of tea. Very antisocial and very
foolish - but quite enjoyable :-)

Sarah Korah

A brief bio of Sankha Ghosh can be found at
http://www.loc.gov/acq/ovop/delhi/salrp/sankhaghosh.html