Diadem Poem by Ananta Madhavan

Diadem



Before I close I shall have moved away;
And if, one day, I can return to this
Enterprise of recognition, I'll know
That the way must be different, although
The traveller was the same. No day
Suppurates within me, but I wish
I could touch every blessed moment's spur
For feeling-joy before I let it go -
The crowning diamonds of a diadem.

Thursday, March 13, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Sometimes
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This was printed in a personal collection in 1971.
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