<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=489075" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I guess nobody really reads poetry that much</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometimes I ask <br>This question if the people out there really read poems? <br>A laundrywoman for instance <br>Does she even read? Have I told her that there is poem <br>For laundry soap and how her laundry can be magical? <br>Or the carpenter, does he ever know that poetry exists <br>As he hammers the nail on the stairs or puts the walls <br>Of the house that he is making? Is there a certain beat <br>In the strokes of his sawing the wood from a newly cut <br>Tree? Is there something sentimental about his pencil that <br>Cuts the exact plank of wood to make the railings of <br>The veranda? <br>And what about the garbage collector? Is there poetic <br>Sense in the smell of garbage that he collects early <br>Morning of the day? <br>Or about a friend who spent so much to move to <br>Some places in the U.S. or Canada or New Zealand <br>Looking for a dream for a greener pasture in foreign lands? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Well to tell frankly I write a lot about them, this laundrywoman <br>This carpenter, the garbage collectors and friends who give up the <br>Hope of finding a good life in my country? <br>I guess I have the right to ask, if they ever read the poems <br>About them? <br>I guess I have to ask if there is really poetry in what they <br>Do and what they dream and what they worry about? <br>I drink so much coffee to extend my nights to reach <br>A certain poetic significance about some uncertainties <br>And the meaning of all these which may not be <br>Magical, poetic, which may not after all <br>Be, in the most plain sense, <br>Readable. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometimes, I go outside this room where I am thinking <br>About them and write about them and just sit there <br>On a rocking chair looking far to the boundless sea <br>And I ask, sometimes, do they really read poetry? <br>I guess, no one really bothers that much. They are busy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=489075" data-title="I guess nobody really reads poetry that much de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="Sometimes I ask This question if the people out there really read poems? A laundrywoman for instance Does she even read? Have I told her that there is poem For laundry soap and how her laundry can be magical? Or the carpenter, does he ever kn..."></div> </div> </div>

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