I read 49 books in 2018. What I have learned is I’m happiest on my east-facing blue chair, Mama’s silk blanket folded on my lap gifted to me on my wedding day – a day my seasons changed. On occasion I look up from my […]
When your tongue has
on every morsel known to man
and with pants rolled up, your exfoliated feet
have stepped on powdered sands
When your eyes are aglow with the colors
of many a foreign sky
and your skin radiant with potions and nutrients
D E and K
When your limbs are
stroked and caressed by velvet and silk…
and by many a woman and man
When you walk into a room anywhere in the world
and the world in concert bows
When all you need do is reach out
with one uncertain hand
Tell us, pray,
why then do you embrace the darkness?
One radiant week
Is all I get with you. India.
I squeeze each moment
Until my fingers lock,
Plant it lovingly in a crevasse of blood and bone
To take root and serve as memory’s flower.
It is years before I see it again … that moment-
Full bodied, dancing with tantalizing grace.
And even as I watch the stunning encore
Out in the open
It will surely diminish in charm
And leave me forever