what does your poem do to her

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what does your poem do to her
does it
pierce the centre that holds memories
of countless lifetimes
draw sobs like quick jabs of the needle
nudge tears down moistening dry cheeks
unmindful of the kitchen help speculating.

does she
go about her day's work contemplating
a turn of expression, an insight
a furrow between her brows, folding washed linen
deaf and blind to the flour thrown up in the air
floating down to coat screaming joyous faces.

does she
fold her arms across her chest
press her thighs hard and feel
an ache rising from within the rim of hollowness
and miss her lover for the first time
in a long time

does she
kick the table leg and curse
and lose her calm with the oven
pull her hair like she is
taking the devil by her horns
moaning, i should've, could've written that one

does she,
tip-toe away from the numbness of her day
and go back to read your poem
a human to a hive,
familiar yet foreign,
revel in the sweetness and the precious pain

© 2011 Padmavani Karkera

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