Poet, Lover, Birdwatcher Poem by Nissim Ezekiel

Poet, Lover, Birdwatcher

Rating: 3.4


To force the pace and never to be still
Is not the way of those who study birds
Or women. The best poets wait for words.
The hunt is not an exercise of will
But patient love relaxing on a hill
To note the movement of a timid wing;
Until the one who knows that she is loved
No longer waits but risks surrendering -
In this the poet finds his moral proved
Who never spoke before his spirit moved.

The slow movement seems, somehow, to say much more.
To watch the rarer birds, you have to go
Along deserted lanes and where the rivers flow
In silence near the source, or by a shore
Remote and thorny like the heart's dark floor.
And there the women slowly turn around,
Not only flesh and bone but myths of light
With darkness at the core, and sense is found
But poets lost in crooked, restless flight,
The deaf can hear, the blind recover sight.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Pratik Khaire 21 April 2012

The poem presents the feministic approach of a poet rendering the thoughts of healthy mind. The trouble ache of the thinking is to nourish the poetic feeling into the depth of the poet.

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Prem Surya Kumar 17 July 2013

Fantastic. A very popular and unforgetable poem. Nissim's genius is at work.

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Riya Pandit 15 April 2018

This is a really true poem... explains the life of true poet.

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M Asim Nehal 05 January 2016

Ha ha ha nicely thought and written.....I liked the humour part in your poem.

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Dr. Vishal Sen 05 October 2020

This poem is an excellent one.

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Dr Antony Theodore 14 July 2020

To force the pace and never to be still Is not the way of those who study birds Or women. The best poets wait for words. Soo true. tony

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Dr Antony Theodore 04 April 2020

The best poets wait for words. The hunt is not an exercise of will But patient love relaxing on a hill To note the movement of a timid wing; Until the one who knows that she is loved No longer waits but risks surrendering - Great poets think differently. tony

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Subhas Chandra Chakra 06 September 2019

The hunt is not an exercise of will But patient love relaxing on a hill The most beautiful poem in my post teen age..it is the first of the poems I had taught in a +2 college. Beautiful poem.

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zainab jallow 01 March 2019

i love it and is very interesting

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