The first poem I ever wrote imitated this poem of my father’s. My cousin Ravi reminded me of it today and I thought I would share it here. I recall Guy adding Words for Music to the title many years after the original composition. He may have wanted to temper slightly the import of this powerful parable. After all, he gave his four sons and only daughter the instruction to become Western Oriental gentlemen and woman.
WORDS FOR MUSIC:
EASTERN MAN, WESTERN MAN
Eastern man walks slowly
Afraid of the flash in the sky,
Western Man walks swiftly
Less reason why.
Eastern man walks slowly
Afraid of the bolt from the blue,
Western man walks swiftly
Blind to the view.
Eastern man walks slowly
Shakes as the rockets boom,
Western man walks swiftly
Swiftly to his doom.
-- Guy Amirthanayagam, Selected Poems, Ceylon Printers, Colombo, Sri Lanka, 2002
WORDS FOR MUSIC:
EASTERN MAN, WESTERN MAN
Eastern man walks slowly
Afraid of the flash in the sky,
Western Man walks swiftly
Less reason why.
Eastern man walks slowly
Afraid of the bolt from the blue,
Western man walks swiftly
Blind to the view.
Eastern man walks slowly
Shakes as the rockets boom,
Western man walks swiftly
Swiftly to his doom.
-- Guy Amirthanayagam, Selected Poems, Ceylon Printers, Colombo, Sri Lanka, 2002
3 comments:
The price of hubris?
Hopefully not all.
Awareness, fear, and sensitivity
are connected.
Nice one!
I meant to say thanks. Am glad to know that the poem which stirred me to first write poetry continues to move new readers...."the fire that stirs about her when she stirs." take care and look forward to further correspondence.
Indran
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