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Friday, August 04, 2006


Lakshmi writes in to say that the poem by Norman MacCaig that I linked to here reminded her of a poem by Vikram Seth called Sit. It's quite lovely, so here we go:
Sit, drink your coffee here; your work can wait awhile.
You're twenty-six, and still have some of life ahead.
No need for wit; just talk vacuities, and I'll
Reciprocate in kind, or laugh at you instead.

The world is too opaque, distressing and profound.
This twenty minutes' rendezvous will make my day:
To sit here in the sun, with grackles all around,
Staring with beady eyes, and you two feet away.
This is from Seth's collection, All You Who Sleep Tonight, which has some lovely stuff in it, such as the title poem (which I'd reproduced here), Protocols and Round and Round. Sweet.
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