Yeats’
"The only thing certain
about us is that we are too many
Yes. We are too many, many with different genres,
avocations, ambitions, animadversions, critical theories,
more poets with
distinctions, publications,
with a
motto, ‘’publish or perish’’.
We have our own problems, polarised views,
Poets! The warring
world of Land is ours
Where Imagination
and aesthetic beauty
Propel us, guide us,
infuse enthusiasm in us.
The land
we live in , is a land of
Acute aridity,
Drought and denigration ,
also overflowing
mass of floods.
All according
to seasonal shifts.
We ,the poets
,attribute these
To Nature’s Fury and
ensemble
In our writings and
poetic codes.
We, the poets, quote
lines of repute
‘’water and water
,everywhere, not a
Drop ....’’ and so on.
We propitiate the
Rain God
For more and more water.
We , the poets,
congregate, aggregate,
Discuss and dissect.
There are poetry haters
and
Dissenters of writers
and groups.
Strange paradox, we and
they.
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