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         for Nachiketas
 Tether the cow to the post of your patience
                                                               and wait
First make ready the field in which you choose to let her loose
There where no lilacs grow
        nor lotuses in the pond of your astrological gaze
If you haven't enough cut-grass in the loft
Make sure your sickle doesn't rake through touch-me-nots and lallang
You may only prepare the pasturing ground
You cannot make your cow browse in it
      all her dogged years
                               her udder bitten
                                  fangs sunk in stealth
                                     milk mixed with venom
                                         milched in terror
       suckling in fear
You may not clear your fields
   or                       centipedes
They are the legitimate heirs of the land
     you plan to graze your cow
You may only tend to her when she comes home
                                              if she comes
                   by her own will
   acknowledging not a master
            but an inherited contract
   you may milk her but at this appointed hour
           with this can
       if you give her fresh grass and barley
                                                      before she goes
'cause she is bespoken to patience
©T.Wignesan 1992
April 18, 1992
[from the collection : back to background material, 1993]

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  1. Date: 11/2/2013 11:52:00 PM
    T W..:-) Congratulations on having your poem featured on the HOME PAGE.... always~ LINDA

    Wignesan Avatar T Wignesan
    Date: 11/3/2013 6:48:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    You bet, I've been out ever since painting the town stark red, white, and blue, with a hint of violet in the red's crimson that flowed profusely after every brush stroke. If you'll forgive me, I have to stop after all that strain of waving my twisted arm. Thanks a lot, Linda. How are ya? Keep up the good work. EGW -Wignesan