Yesterday was World Poetry Day and a friend reminded me of a paragraph I had written, last year, to another friend in response to his wishes to me. Just sharing those few lines:
“Did you watch the film HER? Its about this man who falls in love with an operating system and has a relationship with the OS which/ who calls itself/ herself Samantha. This OS converses with the man, helps him in his work, decision making and also has sex with him. At one point when asked to proofread some letters Samantha says, “I am not a poet.” She can have a conversation, has a relationship and also has sex but cant write poetry.
I found this very interesting. Today when technology has taken over our lives and dominates in our lives to the extent of it hijacking the idea of ‘touch’ too, if there is something that makes humans, humans and keeps them human from becoming machine like, then its poetry! May be it looks like i am extending the ‘observation’ and its ‘interpretation’ too far, but i would like to believe so because poetry is my first love.
Happy world poetry day to you too.”