Tanka

by Kala Ramesh

I look at the blue sea
and the blue sky
in wonder-
and gently
they turn into night

mutely facing
the word 'sorry'
so much between us
all we need to do'
look into each other's eyes?

the moon runs . . .
unwilling to compete
I avert my face
and see him race me
in the canal

late morning sun
bright and hurting--
the leaves
become
a different green

peals and peals
of laughter
from the apartment below--
will my kids ever
have time for me?

a wish
and a wish
and a . . .
never ending
a forest fire

my father's
new dentures
but . . .
the smile
is also new

cyclonic rains
paddy fields
toss from side to side
only to stand
erect again

forgoing sleep
for the golden swiveling plate
I wait . . .
but I'm the first
to lower my gaze

12-Jun-2005

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