Sunshine From Above

anNy:

very ogdenish

bspnd,

t

t: what`s ogdenish??

Qann: continue giggling! He won`t say anything!

anNy,

``Now we hide our controllable giggles``

Kyun??? Set them free. Please.

:)

Aamir

The only thing Ogden Nash about is the spacing of some lines/stanzas. None of Nash`s dry irony, wit or humor. IMO it wasn`t intended so anyway-- the mood of the poem is a clear giveaway, it is despondent. None of Nash is despondent.

rozaiba...ogdenish referring to ogden nash, i believe...who is well-liked among some of us!

anNy luv...never hide giggles yaar...and keep sharing them with the rest of us!
love, ana

I am no Keats myself but what kind of angraizi is this? And it didnt hint a slight bit of nash but reminded me of samina shah who calls herself teacher of english.

Such youth and so much loneliness (assuming this reflects your own mood at this time). Take from one who has been there when around your age: You may as spend some quality time by yourself while you can...in a planet of over six billion souls, there are enough fish in the sea to make one glad to enjoy the sunshine all by oneself (these metaphors are mixed specifically to irritate temporal as punishment for dragging in ogden nash into all this).

yeh kya hai bhai!! Yaar isse poem nahin kehate.

............. at what point does gibberish turn into poetry ............ who makes the decision and who writes these rules ........... is there some kind of a standards bureau that governs this silliness, or is it all done by a clique of spinster english teachers who have nothing better to do ........sheer madness, if you ask me.........if you use a lot of dots and no other punctuation can it be considered poetry ............why not

............ years ago i was made to memorize byron and keats and was told that they were great poets .......... we had to suffer through the merchant of venice and julius caesar and were made to believe that shakespeare was the greatest genius mankind ever produced ........... nonsense ! .....who says? ..... how did they arrive at that conclusion .......and who are they ..........if a common man can`t understand what the heck the shair is trying to say, what good is it ?........... what purpose does it serve .?........... and then there was ghalib and that insufferable iqbal - so full of themselves that they just couldn`t get over it and had to inflict their persian greek and nonsense on poor folks who couldn`t recognize a bazeecha-i-itfal if it hit them in the face .............. have you ever heard anyone say ``bazeecha-i-itfal`` ?.............

Satire, thy name is Ogden Nash. But I wonder from what angle is this poem ``ogdanish``?

I like it. Very sensitive.

temporal says it is `ogdenish`, ghalib says it is `un-ogdenish`, hamidm says
it is `childish`.......what does the child... oops poetess say ;)

anNy,

Keep going and remember to take no prisoners!

Ahhh and for my two sides of a copper coin, Urstruly and Hamid Sahibs:

Deformed Finger

Don`t stick your finger in the ketchup bottle,
Mother said. It might get stuck, &
then you`ll have to wait for your father
to get home to pull it out. He
won`t be happy to find a dirty fingernail
squirming in the ketchup that he`s going to use
on his hamburger. He`ll yank it out so hard
that for the rest of your life you won`t
be able to wear a ring on that finger.
And if you ever get a girlfriend, &
you hold hands, she`s bound to ask you
why one of your fingers is deformed,
& you`ll be obligated to tell her how
you didn`t listen to your mother, &
insisted on playing with a ketchup bottle,
& she`ll get to thinking, he probably won`t
listen to me either, & she`ll psuh your hand away.

-Hal Sirowitz

For anNy, who is a real writer because she tries, and the rest of us as we watch these two men sort it out, have sympathy and remember Lucille Clifton`s words:

Come, coil with me
here in Creation`s bed
among the twigs and ribbons of the past
I have grown old remembering this garden,
the hum of great cats moving into language,
the sweet fume of a man`s rib
as it rose up and began to walk.
It was all glory then
the winged creatures leaping like angels,
the oceans claiming their own.
Come, let us rest here a while
like two old brothers who watched it happen
and wondered what it meant.

Conversations between Lucifer and God
-from The Book of Light

Emotional huh?

``have you ever heard anyone say ``bazeecha-i-itfal`` ?............. (hamidm1/2)

yeas -- another name for Chowk

anNy,

remember critics are a dime a dozen, its much harder being a writer :)

shandana