Again On Saturday The Flood Will Rush Around

Again on Saturday the flood will rush around
The fragrance of heart sips in the incessant rain
The ration will reach on Sunday
Pitching a tent sadness will settle in my heart
On Monday with the flute and bonghosha
a full byre of ambitions will climb up the hill
Very often you come on Tuesday
to gather the twigs of bony fingers of hands
On Wednesday relying on a plantain raft
I'll send the oar out on other errands
The milky paddy ears will rot on Thursday
Flesh and blood will crumble in erosion
On Friday along the slippery path I will go
to creamation ground to smell the eddies of my death

by Anubhav Tulasi

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