Sir,
I
apply to your eminent committee
for
another whole day of this fiddling
with
verse. I know how severely your committee
sits
and how over-qualified for making decisions
your
committee must have become
over
the years. I know you think anyone
could
be writing these so-called poems
for
a living while paying no tax on them.
I
have no referees worth the title and my dog
is
my only witness. I am herewith applying for
let’s
say another year and a bit longer
because
believe it or not there are many more
poems
to be written if we are ever to be
convinced
of our ‘shrivelled vulnerability’ .
I
pray your committee will suffer some moments
of
inattention, and carelessly grant me everything
I
have asked for and a year or two more.
I
am hoping your chairman (he will be a man)
is
impatient to get out to lunch before my budget
makes
him nauseous and before the coming storm
comes.
Don't we all want someone like ourselves on the committee. Impossible to arrange.
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