Long Anthropologist Poems

 TUAN TATA : Song of Uda - I
by T. Wignesan

(Patrick Noone, a British anthropologist, discovered the Ple-Temiar tribe living isolated in the jungle highlands in the State of Perak on the west coast of...

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Test many people are unaware this
 relishing the thought
 Many things have been purchased and bought
 what is a human a thing
 Unless my color is my being
Been birth and born
Shackled dragged and torn
Been a...

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You are dying for a simplified system when your economy is filled to the brim; you are looking for a simplified system so take a ride with me to the gym. 

You want your meal...

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Childhood Memories!

Playing soccer as a forward and a goalie in early childhood through first grade
meeting a pilot and a stewardess in kindergarten and even wanted to be a pilot for a while because I thought...

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Beneath the moon's veil, where stars whisper at the universe's edge,
Thoughts sway in the echoes of riddles uncomprehended.
Here, the sacred message from a journey with the hallucinogen's verse
Tells a tale of how the soul's science...

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Beneath the moon's veil, where stars whisper at the universe's edge,
Thoughts sway in the echoes of riddles uncomprehended.
Here, the sacred message from a journey with the hallucinogen's verse
Tells a tale of how the soul's science...

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to cut down tridents of false truths that men gather ......they peace and plan for 
tomorrow,  but I can't understand why they have such a nothing plan
in power  the rich....they control us all....but...

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Now that December has descended
with it's roots of ice and skies of snow
our timber fortress is a sanctuary of ethnographic enlightenment
and embassy that entreats the exchange of craftsmanship, 
lately I have been preoccupied with my...

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Part Two

shrinking you again within our ruwai
though always fearing, always cringeing at the thought
of the day
when his brothers would come in numbers
bearing fire-spitting engines
over the sodden earth
in search of you

« My people… my PEOPLE…
Will avenge...

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Raised by apes as a
feral child in the wild,
was as a young man
discovered by a rich American
anthropologist hiker who was retired,
taken back by plane
to his new homeland,
he started assimilating
by wearing regular attire,
they tutored him how...

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Years ago, I had a college roommate named Herbie.
His uncle was anthropologist Leonard Kirby
who was reported missing when the plane he had flown, 
crashed in the Borneo jungle at a spot unknown.
Herbie had insisted his...

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have you lost your mind
not that I'm aware of
just another flat penny train wreck
let's survey the blaspheming survivors
an army of gossiping lawn trolls
have been detected in your garden
do you
a. get out of bed
b. run screaming...

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Truth burns at the center of all occurrance,
it is a heat that motivates appettites to enlarge,
truth is a multiplier of quests, 
satisfaction always arrives at the porch of a new path,
truth does not reveal endings,...

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A view from a teaspoon selection is very spellbinding indeed. Half a cup of multicolumns and a pint of milk singing and swaying together. It takes much effort to pick up a seed. Much kilograms...

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In psychology and communications theory
We notice experiences of cognitive/affective dissonance--

What an anthropologist might note
as a cultural legacy of cognitive blindness--
epically unfortunate events

And a health therapist 
might not notice as a pathological orthodoxy
preventing mere health objects...

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The anthropologist 
came a great 
distance to
observe and
study the
recently discovered 
subjects.
Nothing was
know about them
Nothing at all.
The anthropologist 
was anxious to
get to
work to 
set up the
study. The
work would 
be intense and
arduous.
Nothing like
these subjects 
had ever been
seen...

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Ancient Derodidymus – You So Sweet A Thing

Derodidymus – an ancient symbol in the form of a
two-headed dragon that’s in a fight forever in one
single body. Yes, for sure . . .

“A Two-Headed Monster” who’s...

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La plainte au lever du jour pour les Morts – Translation of Oodgeroo Noonuccal’s “Dawn Wail for the Dead” by T. Wignesan

(Note: The style of the original smacks of hurried note-taking, say, by an anthropologist...

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she is a top anthropologist,
he is a brilliant proctologist,
she is a beautiful billionaire,
he is a handsome debonair; 

she is a successful musician,
he is a charismatic politician,
she is a brilliant, gifted doctor,
he is a world-famous sculptor;

she...

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'Tis twilight, the shadow of lake
turning light- peachy and pink. 
And all the forest around wake
in the light- life too groggy to think. 

When all the light cast God's love
of the sun, bursting brightly,
it shines...

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Carol Ellen’s love of granite will turn her into a fulfilled geologist.
Tim’s fascination with stem cells will help him be a fantastic biologist.
Me, myself, I want to a tri-scientist. Maybe paleontologist.
If not that, there is...

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On your dark face
smile does not spread like a butterfly.
Most reticent I had been ,
It was very difficult to give,
and very painful to take.
You wanted to be noticed,
and I had a tryst with uncharted path.

It...

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You,
 
A creature so unlike a dinosaur,
Pallid, weak and frail.
No fossil in the stony flesh of Mother Earth,
Unlike trilobite, leaf or snail.

Worse yet, no one searches for your trace,
Or recognises that you're missing,
They're all wrapped...

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