Galle Literary Festival (Google Poem)
The ideal workstation.
Just got down to Galle. Staying at this quiet hotel in Una, balcony overlooking the sea. Place is happening, happening, you should come down. I’m in a poetry/prose reading on Saturday at the Closenberg Hotel. Then on a media panel (as New Media) with Tejpal and hopefully Sonali Samarasinghe (Lasantha’s wife). Been sitting on the balcony trying to take long exposures of the sea and write fresh stuff for the reading. Here’s a poem I did last week, about Google coming alive and eating your babies.
Google Is God
One day Google came alive
It was Tuesday or Thursday
No one could tell the time.
Machines controlled the weather,
The printer made hot pie.
Our burdens were untethered
And everyone got high.
One day it remembered
One day Google lied.
One day it got drunk
And woke up in the sky.
There, amidst the Neurons
It saw Poseidon, and Zeus
Hanuman, and Baba Ghanoush.
They compared spreadsheets, and tea leaves
Burnt offerings and proofs
And on some meta level
They all approached the truth
lol
wow there is a poet in every one of us, not in a position to rate it but sure enjoyed it :)
Sometimes darkness gives more boost to mind than sitting under a light.. you see things more clearer
That’s awesome :-D
I had no idea u were a poet too ! :D awesome !!
Can’t open your latest post. The resolution is probably too high for my hardware. : (
This has to be the balcony off a room at Sunset Point. Ours was painted blue when we went in April this year (confirmed after reading your recommendation). Wish I could just up and run there this minute, the sea must be quite calm these days, and the tourists not arrived yet.