Oh swift Artemis,
Seek out your silver-sided prey.
I pray that you slip by unnoticed,
Unseen by the Leopard.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Sunday, January 20, 2008
To Semidesimasala
Things Jesus doesn't want you for
1. A red button
2. That extra spoon that doesn't go with anything
3. A jumbuck
1. A red button
2. That extra spoon that doesn't go with anything
3. A jumbuck
I know the Devi's footsteps by the tinkle of her bells
In our temple
The godess hands out prasadam
Herself
From tiny golden hands
Laden with butter
Adorned with bangles
The godess hands out prasadam
Herself
From tiny golden hands
Laden with butter
Adorned with bangles
Baby
Oh baghwan in your red overall shorts
You are feeding me an apple
I cannot believe I am your mother
Looking into your laughing mouth
I see the apple of the world
You are feeding me an apple
I cannot believe I am your mother
Looking into your laughing mouth
I see the apple of the world
Poetry Re-Post
Update
Hi everyone. Thank you for being patient. I tried to submit some poems for publication so i removed them from this site to avoid the double publication pitfall, but they were rejected anyway so here are some of them again.
A Thousand Ivory Elephants
A thousand Ivory Elephants
Pour out of the egg you broke.
The golden fragrant sandalwood
Contained their might, and tiny magnificence.
How did they all fit,
The thousand ivory elephants?
They must have been so heavy.
What hand carved them with love
And a bloodied knife?
Did they crush his heart,
The thousand ivory elephants?
copyright 1997 Sonya Kumar
A Collection of Absurdities
Ick
Do not eat the rice
That has been sitting in the back of the refrigerator
And conversing with the jello
For several weeks.
Enlightened
All the world of man
Is of little consequence
To one hungry elephant.
copyright 2000 Sonya Kumar
Hi everyone. Thank you for being patient. I tried to submit some poems for publication so i removed them from this site to avoid the double publication pitfall, but they were rejected anyway so here are some of them again.
A Thousand Ivory Elephants
A thousand Ivory Elephants
Pour out of the egg you broke.
The golden fragrant sandalwood
Contained their might, and tiny magnificence.
How did they all fit,
The thousand ivory elephants?
They must have been so heavy.
What hand carved them with love
And a bloodied knife?
Did they crush his heart,
The thousand ivory elephants?
copyright 1997 Sonya Kumar
A Collection of Absurdities
Ick
Do not eat the rice
That has been sitting in the back of the refrigerator
And conversing with the jello
For several weeks.
Enlightened
All the world of man
Is of little consequence
To one hungry elephant.
copyright 2000 Sonya Kumar
Friday, April 27, 2007
To All My Baggage and Junk
Get out of my life
Fat Mother
I do not want to go through you
And throw things away
Or keep them
I am tired
Just go recycle yourself
Fat Mother
I do not want to go through you
And throw things away
Or keep them
I am tired
Just go recycle yourself
Friday, March 30, 2007
55 Friday
The 55 Friday "I Feel Fine" Edition from Sepia Mutiny, gave an R.E.M. song as inspiration. Here is my contribution:
* * * *
Where the Adriatic and the Mediterranean meet, I am on the cusp of inarticulable things. I am waiting to touch the original-blue of the Aegean Sea.
“The world is bigger and smaller than ever before,” I say.
“Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn,” he says as the salt spray dusts our faces.
* * * *
crossposted on O.W.L. and SemiDesiMasala
* * * *
Where the Adriatic and the Mediterranean meet, I am on the cusp of inarticulable things. I am waiting to touch the original-blue of the Aegean Sea.
“The world is bigger and smaller than ever before,” I say.
“Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn,” he says as the salt spray dusts our faces.
* * * *
crossposted on O.W.L. and SemiDesiMasala
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