Idle musings

 11 February 2019 Here is a woman's perspective of Nissim Ezekiel's poem, Poet, Lover, Birdwatcher. The idea took root in me thanks to a stimulating question being raised by one of my most gifted teachers. You can read the original poem here: (https://www.google.co.in/amp/s/m.poemhunter.com/poem-amp/poet-lover-birdwatcher/). The transposition of the female voice was roughly done one night, when inspiration suddenly struck, and is presented here in all humility (changes italicized) : To follow the pace and always to be still Is not the way of those who study animals Or men . The best poets don't mince words. The hunt is an exercise of will Not patient love relaxing on a hill To note the movement of a frantic tail ; Until the one who knows that he is loved No longer dominates but risks surrendering - In this the poet finds her moral proved, Who never spoke before her spirit moved. The quick movement, seems, somehow to say much more. To watch the ...