Sitting on a Jetty reading Tagore in Bright Sunshine


Most people believe the mind to be a mirror

More or less accurately reflecting the world outside them

Not realising on the contrary that the mind is itself

The principle element of creation

 

As the title of this poem notes

I am sitting on a jetty

Reading a book of Tagore’s poetry

Not many people sit on jetties

And read his poetry

I have yet to see one today

Most of my friends are sunbathing

Or swimming near the jetty

I am the only one reading his poetry