Keki Daruwalla

(1937 - / Lahore / British India (Pakistan))

A Take-off on a Passing Remark


Tall buildings impress me
the ones which cut off half the sky.
I like tall stories, even though false;
not the half-truth sleeping with the half-lie.
I want things on a large scale:
amplitudes, a sense of space and light,
the great yellow eye of the train
lighting up the distances of the night.
Urchins, furred caterpillars, moles
and fern-beds are all right.
But I want flowering trees, long
streamers of moss, flaming parasites.
But when you ask, still squirrel-young
short as twilight
short as a shadow at noon
why I love you, what can I answer?

[From 'The Glass-Blower: Selected Poems']

Submitted: Wednesday, March 28, 2012

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