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Ahila Sambamoorthy

 

SEASHORE

the earth stops shuddering
the prattle of wind and frogs and crickets resumes
a torrid inflated night
fetid with saltwater and palmtrees and fishingnets

an opaque miasma
where all directions dematerialize
and time is measured by counterfeit miles

Sleep couldn't be further away

KALI

Egrets haranguing in shallow water
kingfishers nesting in forest reeds
a seagull's shrill note lost over fields in a dreamlike swoon

Soon the scarlet and orange
silver and gold
now setting fires to the heaven
will change to quiet twilight hues
In its aftermath
the screech of cicadas echoes in my head
when reptilian dark gnarles the brain

A black idol entwined with garlands of skull
gleams malignantly in the dim light
seeking to quench her thirst
for the blood of sacrifice

SOIL

The hideous earth
broad bare
dark quills gaping out from little black pores
the human scalp at close quarters

Tug weeds by their roots
Scrap them out with fingernails
Exfoliate the soil
Scour
Burnish without bristles
Bruise with flat hands
Scrunch it clean
Scratch it loose

Nothing else matters but this fixing dirt

SEVERANCE


the corpse-cold slice of moon
midnight drizzle patterning the earth
stars quiz like eyes in reverie on the lampless uphill path
where two waifs join hands
wandering like ghosts consumed with the rhymes of love
    in that formless fear
    the despair of severance was not mine alone

the lesson has to be learnt
between dusk and morning
when dewdrops form

THE ENDURING LAND

An ephemeral throbbing sensation
in the heartland of my heritage
    from unbelonging
    I move to belonging

The temple's dazzling gopurams glitter
Shiva Vishnu Muruga Ganesha
are displayed in harlequin silken robes
gesturing me to kneel in obeisance
    a bare-chested priest intones mantras
    kindling the golden sacrificial Agni
an angelus to his rites

Outside
the gnarled dense arterial streets
are clotted with gaudy bazaars
boasting their stench of bilious manure
    a waxen woman seeks the shade of a trishaw
    her bulk emaciating the Alzheimer-struck slave
toiling rustics stagger with their bane of blighted harvests
bewailing their decrepitude
    consumptive mothers crawl out of their cramped mud-huts
    their withered breasts
    unbeckoning to the parched throats of dehydrated infants
the seared jaundiced skin of a naked child festering with pustules
burns under the sun's despotic rays
    distempered boars and rabid dogs
    ungainly in their distended abdomens
partake in the revelry

leprous syphilitic
cads vagabond roughnecks hoods delinquents
all bear the angst of destitution
their hearts carved out of gall

these then are the deranged faces
of the Land's inglorious philistines

        the heart-wrenching sights
        through which my blood flows