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A collaboration over too much coffee.
coffee and pen

14 February, 2005


Words are bricks
Words are mortar
Words are water
Words are sand....

Used properly
They conjure up edifices
A nameless tomb.

(c) Max Babi Feb.2005

One of the poems read out at the 13th Feb Readmeet [Pune].



Blogger raindanseuse said...

I'm surprised that this simple piece hasn't been commented upon; the reception at the Pune readmeet was much more vociferous.
The meaning that I think you're trying to convery through this poem - that a writer can use his words to different effects - is so similar to the feeling I get while reading this poem. I mean I see so many different perspectives and each justifiably so.

17 February, 2005 12:12  
Blogger Max Babi said...

Ah Sonia ! You prod me so... I think my Max's Eye View of the Pune readmeet is overdue now. May be tomorrow -got a lot of deadlines pressing my jugular, tho.


18 February, 2005 00:37  
Blogger Dan Husain said...

this is brilliant general... at once glorifying words and rendering a morbid uselessness to them...

24 February, 2005 08:26  
Blogger Max Babi said...

Tks MDH,
so nice of you!


26 February, 2005 20:05  

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