Island Comments

Growth of mind my own counsel

Even now a host of miracles hurries me a daily business, minding the ways of the island as a good native should, taking calm and clamour in my stride. A very fine poem. tony

I like the.l8ne I hearthe echoes of my own distorted voicesIt.is a brief but a

I hear distorted echoes Of my own ambigious voice and of dragons claiming to be human. very good poem indeed. tony

it's a awesome poem...

it is a very amazing poem

the fragrance of ignorance- - that is quite a thought. I first think of stink- -a stench of ignorant acts, ugly speech, hopelessness. Four words give birth to a lot of thoughts- -that equals good writing.

The mesmerizing island indeed. Thanks for sharing this versified portrayal of Mumbai city.

As I sleep the fragrance of ignorance.......A meaningful poem of human thoughts and failures.

I am here to find my way in it! Thanks for sharing.

As a graduate student I rejoiced when the Illustrad Weekly printed some; Nissim Ezekiel was the presiding talent in the decades from 1950 on; later, P. Lal, also Dom Moraes. Glad to find this poem of N.E. here.

Slams....the picture the poem portrays is the proof of the shame of modern society...humanity....great poem...the birdwatcher..

Very well written poem, birthplace remains dear to everyone....10