Razor String Mantra
written and performed by: Don Krieger
I journeyed to my master’s feet to gain enlightenment in this ancient land – broad concrete boulevards and sidewalks, massive block buildings cool till mid-morning, a hundred and ten by noon, power plant cinders in my breath, lovers run over in the dark as they walk in the road hand in hand, a child’s neck slit – multi-color glazed kite string, five dollars per kilometer wound on a rosewood spool … Patang … Dori … dot … com
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
This is a topical poem in response to the death of a 4-year old child in Delhi, India whose throat was cut by a kite string.
Don is a biomedical researcher living in Pittsburgh, PA. His poetry has appeared online at TuckMagazine, Uppagus Magazine, VerseWrights, and others, in print in Hanging Loose (1972), Neurology, and in English and Farsi in Persian Sugar in English Tea, Volumes I and III.
Latest posts by Don Krieger (see all)
- Razor String Mantra - September 26, 2019
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