This poem is in tribute to the great artistic auteur Kumar Shahani.
***
A gaggle of
commerce:
the inglorious
admonishments
of
cardboard visions.
Yet your
green eyes
and
indigenous
inner circle
will be
seen,
pirouetting
in classic
fashions.
Nobody
will
conduct
the nation
with
those same
elegant limbs
like you.
***
Courtships
of the kind
you styled
with the
ancient
and the modern
have
barely survived.
Yet
it is
avowed.
For
the honour
of your
timelessness,
an androgyny
beautiful
in its
sense of the body
as an aesthetic vessel,
no indifference
will
be based
here.
There will
always be
a discernment.
You will
pass on....
as conscience.
***
