Sunday, December 1, 2013

Poems: three (from Delhi)



1. Sand


The young woman

facemasked

headcovered

busy Delhi

sweeps sand

the young woman


beautiful sad eyes

sweeps each grain

sand eyes

off the gray


passersby

walk right through her


pavement


2. November, 2013


They sleep like corpses

covered head to toe

dark blankets

row upon row

inthetrainstationin Delhi


sleep like corpses

one barefoot

ghostwalks the bathroom

10 rupees to keep the shades

those who are enfranchised to pee

and

those who are not


out


3. Satya


The long footsteps

Gandhi late to prayer

marked in dew

defended Muslims

hurryhurry ing

to the shooter


receiving death

offering life
















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