Wednesday, February 27, 2008
what is poetry but the joy of
Ironical to have not seen everyday life in normal curves
our statistics teacher gives us an opportunity
to write about a thing which gives us joy;
she must have had a hundred answers by now
and she must be exclaiming differently to each
the joy of visiting bolivia
the joy of sitting on a beach
the joy of imagination
the joy of sleeping for eight hours without an alarm
the joy of scoring a hundred out of hundred
the joy of getting to see a child smile
the joy of having done something for someone
the joy of having a cup of coffee after a walk on snow
the joy of teeth touch with ice-coffee
what is poetry but the joy of putting a misplaced metaphor amidst the order of language
what is music but the joy of putting a dissonant note in the sea of consonance
what is life but ...
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What is friendship but a few moments of happiness in the rigmarole of life...
What is nostalgia but the memory of the few that matter...
What are questions but an attempt to confine the undefinable into words....
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