by Ajmer Rode
The human mind
is essentially qualitative.
As you know,
we are easily excited by
pinks and purples,
triangles and circles
and we endlessly argue
over true and false,
right and wrong.
But quantitative analyses
rarely touch our souls.
Numbers were invented mainly
by men to trick each other.
I am almost certain women had
nothing to do with them. They
had more vital tasks, survival for example,
at hand.
But playing with big numbers
could be interesting.
In fact it could be really fun. Say
if I were to sit on a gravel pit and
count one billion pebbles non-stop
it will take me some 14 years;
or if I were to count what Africa
owes to rich
foreigners – some 200 billion
dollars,
it is impossible. I will have to
be born 40 times and do nothing
but keep counting 24 hours.
Although things could be simpler on a
smaller scale. Suppose as a result
of the debt, five million children die
every year , as in fact they do,
and each dying child cries
a minimum of 100 times a day
there would be a trillion cries
floating around
in the atmosphere just over a
period of five years.
Remember a sound wave once
generated never ceases to exist
in one form or the other,
and never escapes the atmosphere.
Now one fine morning, even if
one of these cries suddenly hits
you, it will shatter your soul into
a billion pieces. It will take
14 years to gather
the pieces and put them back
into one piece.
On the other hand, may be all the
trillion cries could hit your soul
and nothing would happen.
Poems At My Doorstep
Copyright ©:
Ajmer Rode

A few random poems:
- Elemental Drifts. by Walt Whitman
- The Song of the Borderguard by Robert Duncan
- The Grasshopper
- Юлия Друнина – Да, сердце часто ошибалось
- The Fall by William Barnes
- From The Frontier Of Writing by Seamus Heaney
- Олег Сердобольский – Задумал слово я такое
- 1914 by Wilfred Owen
- Ольга Берггольц – Как на озёрном хуторе
- Augustus Gloop… by Roald Dahl
- When I peruse the Conquer’d Fame. by Walt Whitman
- Elegy on Willie Nicol’s Mare by Robert Burns
- The Example by William Henry Davies
- Шекспир – Но не боюсь и смерть – Сонет 80
- Юлия Друнина – Царевна
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- On A Picture Of A Black Centaur By Edmund Dulac by William Butler Yeats
- Old Tom Again by William Butler Yeats
- Old Memory by William Butler Yeats
- Oil And Blood by William Butler Yeats
- O Do Not Love Too Long by William Butler Yeats
- Nineteen Hundred And Nineteen by William Butler Yeats
- News For The Delphic Oracle by William Butler Yeats
- Never Give All The Heart by William Butler Yeats
- Mohini Chatterjee by William Butler Yeats
- Model For The Laureate by William Butler Yeats
- Michael Robartes And The Dancer by William Butler Yeats
- Men Improve With The Years by William Butler Yeats
- Memory by William Butler Yeats
- Meeting by William Butler Yeats
- Meditations In Time Of Civil War by William Butler Yeats
- Byzantium by William Butler Yeats
- Blood And The Moon by William Butler Yeats
- Before The World Was Made by William Butler Yeats
- Beautiful Lofty Things by William Butler Yeats
- Baile And Aillinn by William Butler Yeats
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
Qwant – the best search engine for searches in French, German as well as Romance and Germanic languages.
Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works