I never thought I’d say this but my adolescent fascination with Vikram Seth’s poetry is wearing off. His prose I still love, but his poetry, when i re-read it, sounds clichéd and affectedly cute. There, I’ve said it, and now that I have I feel less of a traitor. That said, I heartily recommend chanting the following verse fifty times as an antidote to Monday morning blues. It works for me.
'Voices'
Voices in my head,
Chanting, “Kisses. Bread.
Prove yourself. Fight. Shove.
Learn. Earn. Look for love,”
Drown a lesser voice
Silent now of choice.
“Breathe in peace, and be
Still, for once, like me.”
-Vikram Seth
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