Since life in the world is a worrisome thing at times the path to the friend has a definite ring at times where the pith of existence manifests in duality the honeybee's love has a definite sting at times
The Okies have never been vague about how one ought to say Prague as distinguished from Prague (rhymes with Indian raag like the one sung by Tansen called Megh)
The small city of Prague, Oklahoma [population less than 3,000; land less than 2 square miles] -- said to be located at roughly the geographical center of the United States -- was the site (in 1952) of an automobile accident, with Meher Baba among the injured passengers (he and his party having been amid a lengthy drive en route from Myrtle Beach, South Carolina, abortively heading for California). This bit of history is commemorated at the Avatar Meher Baba Heartland Center.
Locals (as noted in the above ditty) are said to favor a pronunciation of Prague that pointedly differs from the standard English pronunciation of the name of the Czech Republic's considerably more famous capital city (using a hard "a" in preference to a soft "a") -- a city which was once home to the writer Franz Kafka (among others). Possibly absurdly, my ditty relies on a reader's familiarity with certain Hindi words to clarify and illuminate this point of divergent pronunciations. If I am not mistaken, it has been opined that denizens of Prague, Oklahoma (many of whom were Czech immigrants) intentionally invented this peculiar pronunciation variant so as to ward off any confusion of reference between their new city and the old-world capital.
Where went my hair? whence the white musch? who can repair Maya's fattoosh? where went my bangs? youth that I knew? life's clamor clangs who stirs the brew? where went the days? moons years slow seasons? who clears the haze? who hides the reasons? time ebbs to naught what glimpse were caught?
born in California fifty years since /
got into painting in New York City /
what were the music my verse would evince? /
poetry flows in guise of a ditty /
passing the seasons in Bhopal city /
playing sarangi when morning glints /
heaven show mercy! (famous for pity) /
born in California fifty years since
[written some years ago]
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