Piety
The Aparajita blithe
on the bamboo trellis,
my mother’s pride
a distant chime of bells
unsettles the evening as
an arm snakes through the fence
bony, weather beaten, familiar
a quick nip and stealthy tuck
into the corner of a worn pallu
smoky incense, earthen lamps darkened
with age, the flickering cotton wicks
admonish
but unperturbed the
neighbourhood matriarch
worships her god
with an offering of stolen flowers.
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Glossary:
Aparajita: Asian pigeonwings, blue pea, butterfly pea, found in most homes in India.
Pallu: a Saree’s end thrown over a shoulder sometimes used to cover the head.
Morning
Another night spent ministering
to the darkness in my heart
I wait for the incessant din
of sparrows on my terrace
the man next door whistles
out of tune, the walls so thin,
but all I hear is the cogent silence
of your vacant chair, interrupted
by the morning newspaper landing
at my feet with a merciless thump.
© Jahnavi Gogoi
Canada
jahnavigogoi@gmail.com
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