| Biswo |
Posted
on 06-Apr-01 11:31 PM
It is so difficult to praise somebody now. I waited for this
poetry thing to calm down, so that I can talk about Ramirez
who speaks to me with his rich resource of stimulation.
It becomes very difficult when I sit down and try to write about
poetry. Questions arise whether I am qualified as an evaluator or not.No. I guess sometimes evaluator is the person who is entrusted
by the creator.(To have a wide reception, the evaluator should
also be entrusted by readers, ->note added to make this statement
less controversial.)
Standing in the confluence of feelings about you,Ramirez, and
your choreographic footsteps,I want to tell you my sincere
feelings about poems: poems are necessary in the life because
they entertain us in a higher level than most other forms of
entertainment, in almost ethereal and spiritual level, and it is
only because of the time that should be invested to understand
and relish the poems that people sometimes ignore, or can't just
enjoy,some poems.A genuine poetry doesn't incite distaste, and my
belief is that the genuine poetry also doesn't encapsulate itself
in the unbreakable cocoon of contempt and envy and thus doesn't
engender aftershocks of diabolic waves along the faultline of
readers.
Ramirez , writing a poem is a meticulous function of juxtaposing
complex thoughts and ordering the rebellion of mind in the words
that makes mind peaceful.It is a way out from misery to halcyon,
from perturbation to order, and it is a way in from randomness
of thoughts to permutation.Your spindly legs jump the barbed
fence of terror(probably terror of humanity, but hey, never
thought you are so rebellious of of status quo) and go to turbid
river(epitomising a confusion of present ?)and yes Ramirez,these
lines tell me something when you reach there:
Deep in the muddy river
Listless stars and suffocating sky
Ceaseless desert and stifling mountains
Stares at you mute in horror
Let me zero in on this line:
Stares at you mute in horror!
And I must tell you, you start to speak to me, in the plain words,
about yourself. A telling description,huh. Of course, I wish that
the poem had captured more images from the nature sourrounding
you(Ramirez).
Anyway, see you again. In 'literature' section.
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