I Am Nobody
My first encounter with the poem of Emily Dickinson was in 2013/2014 at Morgan Museum
where some special events was going on about her. I came to New York from India for visiting my
daughter. I didn't even know her name before that.
- ------"Who are you ?"
'Are you -Nobody -too?"
Instantly I was hooked.
How nice to be self-banished
Under the shadow of Nobody!
To be somebody is dreary
As to bear the bug of identity
Paired with "crisis"running paralley
Chased by social insects: name, fame,
Maladies of modern time!
Sipra Roy
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