Tax Free Poem by Dr. Sakti P. Chakravorty
Tax Free
TAX FREE
esspeecee… [? ] Sept’95
Shabby, ragged man
- in front of me
In the running train.
Slavering stringy saliva
Dozy
By the kick of ethanol,
- and labor lag.
Shock absorbers
Worn out
Jolts and jerks
Unsteady he is…
Swung the body
Over a fat woman
Embittered, grimly
She
Changed seat.
After a vague look
At her:
Drunk remain
Indifferent, drowsing…
If I were
Like you…
Happier than me,
I ponder. Why?
His prolonged
Present-
Consumed by
Ethanol: ecstasy.
Future
Fused in ‘come-never’,
- dreams in even.
For
Ethanol: ‘live-together’.
No forehead
Frowning,
Cipher is the: Mantra
Of his life…
Futile genteelish...
I envy-
Your lingering longing
For-
Tax and tension-free
Mindset of life.
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Excellent conclusion. Tax free = Anxiety free Anxiety is our inner robber and eats up us. Better to be ethanolic [detached from praise and punishment]
Comment on Poet Joe, . Here the man paid for the drink [with tax] but to ‘avoid buying’ incoming anxiety = ‘Tax Freeness’ Vide infra: ‘Your lingering longing // For- // Tax // and tension-free // Mindset of life.’ The say of the poem is not of buying drink! WR
Great poem, nice way to express the feelings for a drunker in a train. Coments from Ecuador
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Agree with Alex, ‘…Tax free = Anxiety free…’ Is it possible in mod days? Or, just poet’s imagination? Poets make ‘impossible’ into a ‘possible’…