Traders Of The Lost Arc Poem by Unnikrishnan Sivasankara Menon
Traders Of The Lost Arc
‘Adventure'
they promised;
‘safe vessel
to dive
all the depth
to the lost arc
and more'
said they;
‘don't worry,
I'll travel with you'
the CEO was sure!
He did; when
the submarine
collapsed
under the pressure
of a water column
3.8 kilometres tall
they vanished;
so did the guests:
crumbled,
vanished
into thin air
underwater.
Note: The wreck of the Titanic lies at a depth of about 12,500 feet (3,800 metres; 2,100 fathoms) , about 370 nautical miles (690 kilometres) south-southeast off the coast of Newfoundland. It lies in two main pieces about 2,000 feet (600 m) apart.
Science is unmistakable. The pressure of 3800 m (plus a cushion of another 1000m) of water is easy mathematics. It can be simulated in a suitably equipped laboratory.
Where have all the comments made by fellow-poets gone?
Such a well written and deeply felt poem on such a difficult sad subject. So perfectly conveyed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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8/7/2025 8:02:15 AM # 1.0.0
2) the underwater carrier should Habeeb tested under such simulated conditions by "real" scientists, not by pseudo scientists, beforehand