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The Allen Ginsberg Project: Allen in Peru 1960
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Wednesday, September 11, 2013
Words After September 11
WORDS AFTER SEPTEMBER
We will not be quiet, Lord.
We will not hide in books,
Under our desks, Lord.
We will not whisper
In the rowdy street.
We will hop
On our “three-wheelers,”
On the Morning Express,
Wheel up the ramp
And fly beyond
The limits
Of our comforts.
We will explore again,
And find ourselves
Lost again. Yet,
We shall hold our hands.
Yet, we shall love
Our neighbor.
Yet, we shall stand
On our dad
And mum’s shoulders,
And we will play yet again.
Let us now honor our dead,
The Earth’s dead.
Let us not tremble.
Let us not be quiet.
Let us not stammer
Through a million
Emergency sessions.
Let us talk
To the bird in the tree,
The bird in the sky.
Let us sing as a flock,
In congregation.
We will
and shall
And can
and must not
Be overcome.
Let us walk out tonight,
Tomorrow, and sing
We will
and shall
And can
and must
Not be overcome.
Let us go to the films
On Saturday,
To worship any day
We wish.
Let not these burning towers
Be our metaphor.
Let us honor our dead, yes,
And let us build and rebuild
Our metaphors.
-- Indran Amirthanayagam c)2001 Chennai, India, September 27, 2001
Sunday, July 21, 2013
Uncivil War
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Thursday, April 4, 2013
Face Off, a poem,
Face
Off
I am tired, my friends too.
Shall we stop the clock,
the writing fool his dance,
move to the Moon
and beyond, sing for supper
in some indigenous tongue
that will disappear
from the planet’s face?
Must be the only rule
for this rueful sojourn:
we will not know
if our children choose
to tread on our bones,
or erect them into columns
and arches. For the rest,
spared of progeny, there is
no guilt or obligation. Just
finish tasks in the planner,
and go off radar, absent
from view on Facebook.
Indran
Amirthanayagam, April 4, 2013 c) 3013 Indran Amirthanayagam
Sunday, February 3, 2013
EL DIA SIGUIENTE
El día siguiente
Renacerás en un
instante,
de un día para
otro,
aún si has
fumado
una media
cajetilla
y la panza ha
crecido
a causa de vinos
crudos
y pesados. La
luz
llegará siempre
a los que
quieren ver,
y se sienten
dispuestos
a amar, a pesar
de la mala
racha,
del torbellino.
Va
y viene, no
circula
por elección
humana.
Hay que
construir bien
la casa, con
válvulas
de escape, poner
ropa floja que
no te aten,
que te dejen
respirar
y el amor se
dará
cuenta e se infiltrará
a través de un
bolsillo.
Indran Amirthanayagam, el 3 de
febrero, dr) 2013
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