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Stink not
Stink not,
overflowing ashtray,
you’re but
a burial ground
of ruined stories.
March 9th, 2016
overflowing ashtray,
you’re but
a burial ground
of ruined stories.
March 9th, 2016
Fall
The leaves have fallen
A single shoot above the root
an eyesore.
May 1st, 2016
A single shoot above the root
an eyesore.
May 1st, 2016
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The butterfly
Though the windows
and the door are open
the butterfly is not
letting go
of the tubelight.
and the door are open
the butterfly is not
letting go
of the tubelight.
January 24th, 2014
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Les Pitroux
The crows here
in the street
hacking into a rat
like gang raping it
can’t be my ancestors
My pitrus are veget-aryans.
in the street
hacking into a rat
like gang raping it
can’t be my ancestors
My pitrus are veget-aryans.
August 10th, 2016
English translations of my writings in Tamil. Mostly poetry. Original content at: writerpayon.com. Twitter at @thepayon.
The butterfly
Though the windows
and the door are open
the butterfly is not
letting go
of the tubelight.
and the door are open
the butterfly is not
letting go
of the tubelight.
January 24th, 2014
Les Pitroux
The crows here
in the street
hacking into a rat
like gang raping it
can’t be my ancestors
My pitrus are veget-aryans.
in the street
hacking into a rat
like gang raping it
can’t be my ancestors
My pitrus are veget-aryans.
August 10th, 2016
Train river
The train races through
like a river with wheels
over the bent back
of the bridge.
like a river with wheels
over the bent back
of the bridge.
December 27th, 2014
Auspicion
On auspicious days
sounds of bells could be heard
from the flat below
The sound of bells is really
the noise of beating on a metal plate
with a ladle incessantly
One day the baby arrived
So the ringing is nonstop almost every day
Today is an auspicious day
and it’s not clear who’s playing
the baby or the grownups.
sounds of bells could be heard
from the flat below
The sound of bells is really
the noise of beating on a metal plate
with a ladle incessantly
One day the baby arrived
So the ringing is nonstop almost every day
Today is an auspicious day
and it’s not clear who’s playing
the baby or the grownups.
September 6th, 2016
Like we did
Everyone who studied with me
is now married
‘So, you’re not married yet?’ you ask
Well, I’m married, too. But
I didn’t study with me
They were the ones who did
like I did with them.
is now married
‘So, you’re not married yet?’ you ask
Well, I’m married, too. But
I didn’t study with me
They were the ones who did
like I did with them.
July 24th, 2012
Getting caught
A stone entered into my right slipper
like boarding a running bus
The stone had no routes of escape
from the slipper which had straps
in all directions
I lifted my feet and tilted them
as far as my fortress of a slipper allowed
paving a path through the gap
and flung the stone onto the street
like letting a fish caught in the net
back into the sea.
like boarding a running bus
The stone had no routes of escape
from the slipper which had straps
in all directions
I lifted my feet and tilted them
as far as my fortress of a slipper allowed
paving a path through the gap
and flung the stone onto the street
like letting a fish caught in the net
back into the sea.
August 31st, 2015
Is that right?
Oh, the grandpas and great grandpas
take the form of crows and visit us, do they?
Come rushing to eat the rice balls
with eagerness and love
when we give them a shout out?
Have enough room in their tiny tummies
after tearing up and gorging down on
street rats?
take the form of crows and visit us, do they?
Come rushing to eat the rice balls
with eagerness and love
when we give them a shout out?
Have enough room in their tiny tummies
after tearing up and gorging down on
street rats?
August 9th, 2016
Degas’ nose
Edgar Degas has a long nose
I saw a self-portrait by Degas
In it, too, extended his nose
as his admission of it.
I saw a self-portrait by Degas
In it, too, extended his nose
as his admission of it.
February 25th, 2012
One world
A fingernail with faded polish
flies leisurely through the street
and settles on a wall plant
Only I observe it
Neither does it observe me.
flies leisurely through the street
and settles on a wall plant
Only I observe it
Neither does it observe me.
August 17th, 2016
