La Bohemia Poetry Award - October 2001
Naked as a newborn, in Jesus sandals, Lennonesque glasses and scruffy goatee, in the thick of a pungent Moroccan fog. Alternating his musical persuasions between flute and bongos, courting dizzied admiration from his eldest son Paying only homage to lit tobacco and a soaring plastic dish in tepee and on festival fields. Sermonizing the merits of proper mastication, considering each chew scrupulously, keeping tally before each swallow. Seventies stupor is millennium amnesia, his minds eye is as unfocused as it was then. His nostalgia has distinctly blurred edges. Now he is reformed and has found religion. he pays witness to a God named Jehovah reciting Bible passages learnt by heart. It seems he is searching for something that he couldn't find way back then, or maybe, it is something that he lost. |
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