‘Dreaming of Ma by the Sea & Other Poems: Malashri Lal

 Angelo Caroselli: Allegory of youth and old age. Wikimedia commons

Malashri Lal

Dreaming of Ma by the Sea

YOU live somewhere between the black night and the bright star,
Free of body and its temporal limits.
In green leaves turning to red in a mellow autumn
I catch a glimpse of the saree pallav on that day
You knew life was short and might become shorter.

In the shimmer of an unsteady wave on the lake
I recall your tremulous smile when you whispered trying a hopeless cure,
In the rough hewn rocks that line the harbour,
I remember your will to fight an uneven battle with the rouge cells.
Here, on shores unknown to you and me,
We meet again.
When the dark sky rests on the sparkle of stars,
Living and dying are no longer apart.

(October 2018)

 

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Geriatric Paradise

Wheelchairs in orderly circle frame

The words of past ardour

Running offices and corporations

Now forgotten by those

Outside the wheeled circle.

 

Pages of NYT and the Guardian

Seem stuffed into the slack mouth

Poor eyesight makes them peer at the newsprint

The rustling paper being read or just a cover for the  dozing face

Resting after a modest, low cost meal.

 

The mellow sun warms her feet and back

While she imagines

Grandchildren

Speaking in accents strange

Young ones she has hardly seen except in photos.

 

Waiting to go

Wanting to live,

Alone among many others

Equally faced with global trends

Of ageing, slowly ageing

Neither bedridden, nor active,

Neither poor, nor rich

Neither forsaken, nor claimed,

They flock to this

Geriatric paradise

For some hours of bliss.

 

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In Gandhi’s Shadow
(For Geeta Chandran)

 

The dancer’s taut body
Bent to the bullets
Of hate embedded in the history
Of my country,
Her body curved into the grace
Of supple Satyagraha
Pangs of hunger
Self induced silence
Never retaliating when violated
By lathi charge, insults, destruction.

The scavengers bent double
To scoop up human waste
While others blocked their nose
And eyes and ears to the wretched poor.

Gandhi watched alone
Stricken to the core by the
Assaults on human dignity.

The dancer’s hands wove subtle ropes
On the invisible charkha
The warp and weft of
India’s Independence
That even today drives us together
And also apart
While Bapu sighs ‘He Ram’.

(28 Nov 2019)

 

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Malashri Lal, Professor in the English Department (retd), University of Delhi, has authored and edited sixteen books including the most recent, co-authored with Namita Gokhale, Betrayed by Hope: A Play on the Life of Michael Madhusudan Dutt (2020). She continues to serve on juries for book awards. Malashri Lal is currently Member, English Advisory Board of the Sahitya Akademi. Her poems and stories have been published in Indian Literature, Confluence, UK, and in anthologies. Her specialization is in literature, women   and gender studies.
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