Treasure Island

Bijay Kant Dubey


The Grammar of Poetry


The grammar of poetry, where is it,
You say it to me,
In rhetoric and prosody
And its hard and fast rules,
Putting poetry into the chains
Chained and shackled
Or poetic statements, sweet and simple?

If you had to be a grammarian, better it is you had followed
The books of grammar
Rather than poetry
And in the company of, one becomes,
Gets disciplined and schooled,
Just in course of time.

A proofreader, we cannot hire about as we are
Never sure of our poetic stance,
We the practising poets publish, mail, pack and despatch,
Leave it today,
We are e-mailing empty-handed,
Just the tongue clicking,
Putting up cheaper blogs like hoardings to
To publicize.

Sorry, I am not an adman,
I just believe in extempore writing and extempore posting,
The printer's devils will definitely go away
When the text isds put to not a rigorous
But even a cursory revision.

Submitted: Wednesday, September 18, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 18, 2013
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