We are the people of Stupidity Street*
for us remains: a blind sky
a blanket of rheumy air
a few dead sparrows
a scarecrow in a desert
and sighs
of poets
*I used the title ‘Stupidity Street’ of Ralph Hodgson’s poem here.
(an old poem I chose to post today)
Posted for Poetry Pantry @ Poets United
sumanar/lekha 
I want to print this and put it up somewhere in the house where everyone who walks in can read… well said Sumana. I need to look up and read the other poem as well.
Couldn’t be much bleaker!
This is so poignant and raw in its truth and simplicity!
Humanity thinks it is so clever but wisdom and reason just don’t make a profit so are ignored. I feel sorry for my grandchildren who have to cope with an unlivable future.
Yes – the sighs of poets. We can all hear / feel them, I think.
“sighs of poets” powerful lament Sumana
Much♥️love
Perfect words for these misguided times. Our hopes are like the dead sparrows. Excellent writing, my friend.
So many poets are sighing… we need their rage today… I still hope.
We are, indeed… Too many of us walk around, bumping into walls, breaking things and grinning like fools, and thinking all is well. Or, at least, that it will eventually be. Eventually keeps on shaking its head.
Beautifully penned, Indeed current time is real rough and ill-informed…!
Sighs that can turn into power 🙂 Powerful sentiments, Sumana
Amazing list! If only those sighs could breathe life into the landscape or uncover somethingg our kind hasn’t destroyed.
Yes!
From the name to the picture of abject desolation…these are an unfortunate bunch, for sure. Well worded!
An awesome title … an impactful piece … a brilliant close. The truth articulated simply and with clarity. THIS IS POETRY!
The less you say, the more the poem echoes in our world’s.
Why did Swiftboard insert a green grocer’s apostrophe in “worlds”? Not once but three times? I had to change keyboards to escape the illiterate grammar fixer. It’s a tough world for poets.