This did not have to happen.
It was not an accident, but
a lie about costs and audience
diminishing in the age
of the soon-to-be-built
triumphal arch, but
then we would not
have heard McCartney
backed up by Colbert
and Costello, other
musicians and friends
singing Hello Goodbye,
sixty two years after
the Beatles played
on the same stage,
would not have felt
the audience
on stage, on television,
wherever the signal
traveled, saying
hello goodbye
at the same time.
That my friends
is the DNA
of experience,
the grandeur
containing multitudes,
the contrarie states
of the human soul
and everything
and every person
from whom I have
learnt to get up
despite the sadness,
to break bread
and link arms,
despite the sadness,
to sing in the wee dark
and to disturb
the demons and go on
stronger together
into the new day rising.
Indran Amirthanayagam writes a Substack. He has just published Isla itinerante ( Editorial Apogeo, Peru, 2025) and White Space Sonnets ( Sarasavi publishers, Sri Lanka, 2025). His other publications include El bosque de deleites fratricidas ( RIL Editores), Seer (Hanging Loose Press),The Runner's Almanac (Spuyten Duyvil), Powèt Nan Pò A: Poet of the Port (Mad Hat), and Ten Thousand Steps Against the Tyrant (Broadstone Books). He is the translator of Kenia Cano’s Animal For The Eyes (Dialogos Books) and Origami: Selected Poems of Manuel Ulacia (Dialogos Books). He edits The Beltway Poetry Quarterly, hosts the Poetry Channel on YouTube, and publishes poetry books with Sara Cahill Marron at Beltway Editions.
0 Response to "A LATE NIGHT FAREWELL"
Posting Komentar