What Could Be Poetry? Poem by DASHARATH NAIK

What Could Be Poetry?



What could be Poetry?

Sometimes
ever giggling
a rill
rippling
on the hairy chest of hills;

Sometimes
mind's myna*
in utter
delirium
redoing as my day sinks.

©®Dasharath Naik
*a country bird

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