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| NK | Posted
on 12-Jun-03 11:32 AM
Predators She was lost for three years Her mother had cried all those years Sister had hoped for the best And feared the worst Molly Bish was missing for three years Her damp and stripes still visible Bathing suit was lying around After three years Her Head-band with a clump of hair Like a little gerbil Was found the day after Molly Bish. Her bones- yellow and gnawed Bits and pieces Shoulder bones and hand Here and there Scooped up and transferred Molly Bish- Did you cry? Did you fight? Didn't the thunder strike? Oh, Molly Bish! You were sixteen, How did you die? NK(June, 2003) |
| KurLey | Posted
on 12-Jun-03 11:45 AM
Nice one NK.. who was Molly Bish?, must be one of them child abduction/pedophile case that did not go national, or did it?...so sad. |
| ??! | Posted
on 12-Jun-03 11:52 AM
NKji, thanks for blowing nice cold air in the sajha heat without any a/c thesedays. Enjoyed your poem thoroughly.... |
| jira | Posted
on 12-Jun-03 12:12 PM
http://www.sajha.com/sajha/html/OpenThread.cfm?forum=53&ThreadID=10957 NK, haina awu yo poem ta Rusty lay lekhya thyo ...ma ta confuse bhaye..... dubbai jana Poem lekhchan..kasko kasko? jasko bhaye ni rmaro chai cha ke ma Kirkatyabimudh bhaye. |
| NK | Posted
on 12-Jun-03 12:18 PM
Jira, it was a prank. Ask Rusty for details or email me. KurLey: It is a true incident. They found bits and piecs of her body. This cas had captivated whole Massachussetts for three year. I am extremely sad as well as angry. Gunaji, Thank you very much for finding some time to read this poem. |
| Deep | Posted
on 12-Jun-03 12:21 PM
Jiradai le kuro lyamchha. Aba "NK(June, 2003)" bhanera dastakhat dhase pachhi NK kai bhannu paryo. Rusty ko dastakhat thiyena. I wonder Rusty and NK----well, what do I know besides those few gallis of hadigau? Jalle lekhya bhe ni kuro sandarvik matra haina marmik pani chha. |
| Poonte | Posted
on 12-Jun-03 12:28 PM
Amamamama...kya sad ending :(( I was hoping for the best, but it turned ou to be the worst. Anyway, NK jyu...lekhaai chaai audhi ramro lagyo :) |
| Rusty | Posted
on 12-Jun-03 12:30 PM
NK, hmmmm...poignant poem looks better from genuine poet...:) I think I need to clearify something here, not to confuse people. Jira ji, do you need power chesma??? ehehe!! Akha tirmiraye jasto cha... ehehe!! Actually, she wanted to experiment how people would react if her peoms were posted by another person. That's it.. Later, I didn't feel comfortable, posting her poem with my name. Coward me:P So, that thread was removed... |
| Rusty | Posted
on 12-Jun-03 12:33 PM
So, it was joint-venture... Thanks:P |
| SITARA | Posted
on 12-Jun-03 12:50 PM
Rusty, remember I had said I would comment?...found it chilling! Well, couldn't find the blasted thread after I returned ( from taking a brief leave of absence! ). NK; I remember the case...horrifying, thought about it for days! Yes, evil can't be eliminated but it can be contained.... hoina ta? |
| jira | Posted
on 12-Jun-03 12:57 PM
eheheh..tyasto natak yo dimaak la ka bhyanwhtyo ta..Rusty brother, mero ankha 20/20 bata tala lagya kati barsha bho bhanney timlai ke sunai bho ra..tha chanddai cha ni Rus bro, July 4th malai ni jhikawu na tyata..wotta bata hamro Sparsha ra Nabin pani awundai chan rey..ramailo garnu parcha :-) NK, hajoor ra Rusty ko joint venture vanney malai ke tha ta? aba mailey ta jhan NK lekhya dekhesi hattar hattar padhya ta padhnubhanda palia nai "Molly Bish! how did you die?" po kharrra awuncha dimaak ma..auni haina mailey yo kata padhya padhya jasto lagyo bhanthanera khojya ta woota 5 ho ki 6 tarikh ma "Molly Bish how did you die?" bhani ra raicha Rusty lay ni tyai tone ma.........aaaaaaaaaaaanch.... Deep! aba tyo 2003- NK lekhya dekhina ni ta.....budho ankha...ke garney??? |
| NK | Posted
on 12-Jun-03 01:07 PM
Jira and Deep, You two remind me of Hari Bansha and Madan Krishna. You two really crack me up. Sitara, Poonte, and Rusty thank you. |
| Rusty | Posted
on 12-Jun-03 01:25 PM
Sitara Ji, Thanks for your effort. Next time, I will save it till u comment on it:P... But never be too late.. Lesson learned very well huh:P Jira bro, Aba, Yo natak sabai chat room bata suru bhako ho;) Sabai chatter haro ko joint venture yo;) BTW, I know Nabin G. or Nabin L.? Which one? Is Sparsha also from St John's?? Who's he? Can you email me? We should do reunion party as well.. I had one reunion in Nepal. We should rock the party at ANAconda:p |
| Deep | Posted
on 12-Jun-03 01:49 PM
ye jiradai, ko sparsha, nabin ko kuro garya? kutubahale hun? ki ko? dhumbadai pani lage ki ke ho? ke st. john bhanya? Jiradai asti samma malai kamalo C**K tyo chabel ganesthan ma dhasera padhya bhanthyo aba feri st. john ma pani dhansna gako jasto kuro bujhchhu----khai ke ke? "Dhumbadai was lost for three days His frens had dried all those days Mister had hoped for the best And feared the rest " (c) deep 2003. [jiradai email me if you would like to co-sponser the above poem] Aaaiya! [NK le jhataro haneko khoya le kastari galama dhasera gayo--] |
| Rusty | Posted
on 12-Jun-03 01:56 PM
Deep Ji, tesaile sabai "Saint" haro ko kura bujnai garo cha. Aba teta sabai saint nai sait chan k garnu. Sodda pani timi kun saint ma padeko bhanera sodnu parcha. ehehe!! Kyaa tension hagi, eheh!!That was nice poem on Dumba ji..ehehe!! |
| ruck | Posted
on 12-Jun-03 03:13 PM
NKji, Very nice , poor molly bish.. :-(( |
| jira | Posted
on 13-Jun-03 09:24 AM
Sarbhadhikaar original kabi ma suracchit 
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| oys_chill | Posted
on 13-Jun-03 12:07 PM
NK jyu, sastanga dandwatt! very poignant indeed. Very similar incident had occurred in our town a few years ago and a cop happened to give us the brutal details of the girl who was murdered. Lot of psychos outta there! A poetic justice to molly bish.nice! not to make fun of the poem, but i found jira's piece absolutely hilarious.........sorry! jus couldn't help it.......yah.......jira dai reminds a lot about haribansha :) eheh Oys |
| NK | Posted
on 13-Jun-03 01:56 PM
Jira, I think it depends on mood too how you take a poem. when I read your poem in Nepali, I almost cried. But, it made oys laugh. I have taken the liberty to rewrite some lines. I hope you don't mind it. Molly Bish- Timi royouy? Pradipaad garyou? Chichayanaou? Indra ko danda bajriyana? Jamma sora barsha ko umera ma baba, kasari akha chimlyou? And, oys ba, jite raho. :) dhanyabad pani hai? The Memory Lane veteran! And yes another thing: We tend to refer these animals as psycho. They are criminals infact. Psycho(tic) is a disease and implies the ailment is beyond one's control. But predators who prey on children are outright criminals who need to be locked up for the rest of their lives. ruck thanks. |
| Prem Charo | Posted
on 13-Jun-03 07:43 PM
Rusty/Nk Kasto golmaal ho yo thread ? diuso herdaa eutaa ko naam baata, belukaa herdaa arko ko naam bata ?? Damn confused ni ma ta !! Jasle lekheko vayepani, This poem is outstanding cha. Jira, kasto jaagar chaleko ni puuuura kabita lai nai ulthaa gareko!! Your mind is very creative for fun. ha ha ha ha 1000 Confused Charo : Prem Charo :P |
| Nepe | Posted
on 14-Jun-03 12:11 PM
Looking at the poems incredibly good in quality and overwhelming in number in Sajha in recent time, I feel this is probably a golden era of poetry in Sajha. However, not long ago, there were limited number of talented poets and it was our NK who reined the quality kingdom of poetry in Sajha. It is for this reason, I would call NK the queen mother of the poetry land of Sajha. NK, for reason known to herself, mostly wrote about darker part of life. And I never was surprised to find her poems difficult. Pain is always complicated, only happiness is simple, no ?. This time too she chose a painful subject. However, there is one difference in Predators, at least to my eyes. It is plain simple and yet plain painful. NK has retained her quality in the poem. However, stimulated by Ashu's style of starting intellectual debate on what established personalities say and write, I am tempted to ask a question or two about this poem to myself. NK, I am sure you will encourage me. And let's hope I am starting a new trend in Sajha where we say not only about the good part of poems posted here, but also put our curiosity, questions and even the things we did not like about them openly. So, my first question is about the subject matter. Like journalism, briefly discussed by Ashu, Arnico, Sitara, Bhunte and others in another thread 'on Kanak's talk', poetry too can be descriptive or critical. Assuming this is right, I ask what kind of poetry is this one ? Although, there is a tone of condemnation of the predators and sympathy to the victim, I find this poem basically descriptive. And if there is a message, it is a very cryptic or subtle. Many a times the crypticness or subtleness of message becomes the very beauty of the poetry. But sometimes a transparent message may look visibly wanting in them. I am not saying descriptive poetry is not good or a lesser poetry in comparison to critical poetry. Both of them have their own best places. I am just wondering how would it look if NK's Predators is seen as a critical poetry. I do not know the story of Molly Bish. I assume she was raped and murdered by a coward and evil man of lust. Now, let's talk about this evil. What is this evil ? Is it a random evil of a society or a systemic evil with a power behind it ? I think it is the former. Now, how much is there to say about this type of random evil except that they should be contained and that society should provide educational preventive measures to the potential evils and victims ? I think that's all. And I am not sure how much helpful poetry can be in this particular area. Probably a prose would be better than a poetry here. Now, we are left with the victim. Yes, this is where poetry can do a lot- to provoke our sensitivity, compassion and goodness. NK's poem has done it. That's where the poem touches my heart. On a related note, I had chance to read a very similar poem in sajha last year. If anybody remembers, it also caused a good debate between kabiji, Ashu, Paschim and Gokul ji. Paschim even suspected that I might be the kabiji himself. So my criticism may sound like a conflict of interest. I will leave it to the readers to citicize it. It talks not about a random evil but about systemic evil and human errors. Ashu had found it filled with cynicism, Paschim found it very good but a bad taste for that time and Gokul ji had defended Kabi ji saying a Kabi does not have to be an activist, he can be as cynic as he likes. Here is that kabita by whoever is that anonymous kabi, 
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| Nepe | Posted
on 14-Jun-03 12:18 PM
Forgot to say this about Jira. Honestly, I could not stop laughing when I read his anubaad. I felt guilt for forgeting the graveness of the moment momentarily. But mero ke dosh, Jira nai doshi ho yesma. And looking at NK's own anubaad, I wonder why NK did not try poetry in Nepali too. Or has she ? |
| jira | Posted
on 14-Jun-03 04:02 PM
Nk, I could not stop saying something about your poem. May be it is nothing but an unjust for so touchy lines. But, atleast I tried to pay little tribute to your words. Believe me, I hardly understand poems not that they are hard to read or follow. Khai kina kina ? I have to admit my weakness here. But I found this is one of the best poem I have ever come across. I had to ease the pain in some extent. Nepe, yaskai parinaam ho tyo ramro kabita ko jhoor anubaad. Mero dosh !!! :-) |
| NK | Posted
on 15-Jun-03 07:40 PM
Nepe, I am just about to hit the bed. Before this posting goes back to oblivion yet again, I *will* respond to your response. How about tomorrow? And, hey Prem Charo[=nakacharo?? j/k :)],thanks. |
| NK | Posted
on 16-Jun-03 02:26 PM
Nepe, You have said so so sooo many things in your posting, I don't think it is humanly possible to answer them satisfactorily with the time constraint I have. However, I will try.... I don't even know where to begin from actually. First of all thank you for taking time to read and reflect on this poem from you busy schedule. I don't write poetry that are you might call pleasant. If I write about faliing in love, it is actually about a break up, and I don't write about big "poetic subject" either - Love, Duty, and so on...I believe poetry should come straightt out of your gut and if it is gut wrenching, even better. Poety should hit on the head hard and fast and leave. :) Not unlike a lighting bolt. That is why I liked the peom you posted above. I had to read it ten times over but I think I got it *and* liked it. Does this answer your question, "why only dark poems...?" You have also asked me what kind of poem 'Predators' is. Descriptive, Narrative, or Critical. Nepe, I don't think these things are mutually exclusive. Poetry shold describe. The devil lies in detail, so to speak. The difference I think (and a lot of other poets tell too) between prose and poetry is, in prose you can describe with many lines and paragraphs. In poetry you cannot. Poetry demands economy of words. Only then it can be effective. Also, because of this characteristic, poetry (mine too) looks cryptic. You see, you just don't have the luxury of writing sentence after sentence to describe a feeling, an incident, a murder, a rape, or birth of a child. You said, "... I assume she was raped and murdered by a coward and evil man of lust. Now, let's talk about this evil. What is this evil ? Is it a random evil of a society or a systemic evil with a power behind it ? I think it is the former..." On the contrary, this kind of act is not random evil of a society. It is systematic. I am not saying there is a conspiracy to break a child's spirit, or humilate families by all the criminals of the world. In this particular case, the perperator might be really mentally sick, but we all know by now that rape is not a crime of passion but it is of violence. Nepe, I have a 25 page paper due tomorrow and here I am - posting this. I hope you will get the time to read this loooong posting. *** ... Everywhere, giant finned cars nose forward like fish; a savage servility slides by on greas. *** This is the way day breaks in Bowditch Hall at McLean's; the hooded night lights bring out "Bobbie," Porcellian '29 a replica of Louis XVI without the wig redolent and roly-poly as a sperm whale, as he swashbuckles aboutin his birthday suit and horses at chairs. *** Now, tell me, aren't these descriptinve poems? Aren't these "cryptic?"These poetry also tell a larger story if you read the whole poem. both snippets from two poems by Robert Lowell (published in NYTimes Sunday Magazine) |
| Nepe | Posted
on 18-Jun-03 03:50 PM
NK, I hope your paper went well. Just to say that I enjoyed reading what you wrote. Hoping more conversation in future, hai ? And of course more kabita ko pratixa ma.. |