Two poets

Teachers we never meet

There is something very poetic about this image ~

Is it about two people mature with age and experience?

Or, the warmth that eyes carry when poetry flourishes?

Or, about that child that a few adults carry within ~ 

Were they trying to delicately fit a word in a line?

Or, appreciating a word? a line? a word in a line?

Or, talking about their unfinished poems?

Or, smiling at what they are leaving behind for us? 

Harivansh Rai Bachchhan wrote on seeing Gurudev Tagore

That he got to know how graceful and stunning old age could be

This image perhaps is equally poignant, in a slightly different way though ~

What Ashok Vajpeyi said on Kedar Nath Singh tells us about both, “He was a poet of both presence and absence, of love and loss .. of anxieties and questions . . And he achieved in his poetic craft that which can be only called Kedar rhythm, a verbal construct uniquely his own but simultaneously communicative"

Or, is it just two amazing poets? 

Poets who have touched and enriched people, many people ~ 

Thank you, Bharat S Tiwari for the image