A sharpened pencil’s erasure bottom

(From my poetry Collection 'Signatures')

I beg excuse

From all women poets

for calling them women poets,

as poetry went gender free

there are only women

and only poets

but women who write poetry

may object being called otherwise;

I beg excuse

for revealing that they all

almost all are

very beautiful, 

more beautiful

than their poetry;

None would deny

Poetry never can be prettier

than a beautiful woman;

One among them is

really much more beautiful;

I beg excuse

for not revealing who it is

Since it would rise

controversies and conflicts;

I know that poet

with a note book in hand

tapping a sharpened pencil’s

erasure bottom on her chin

suddenly changes to bite it

with her lovely teeth

swiftly getting  light in her eyes

for the catch of

a boon of a word

for the wanting  line.

It hit me

as poetry itself was born

for woman

And on what need she writes poetry

No poetry writes poetry on poetry.

All poets who are born male and female

might censure my weak spot ;

I beg excuse.

Let them write,

the freedom of beauty

expressing itself counts.

Vaiyavan