Long Brahmins Poems

                             Brahman Nemesis

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The mirtangist may never willingly hear
may not want to hear
the multaiyam announcing his cue
nor the melodist aware of the flautist's right
to the change in the raga
the plucking of the yal strings
to the goatskin drummed bleats
and...

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History contends that on that score
hing hot summer at 6:00 pm June sixteenth 
in the year 666 after the Devonian era, 
two lovers - a Mister Belmont Me 

and Missy Bryn Mawr Hu felt the...

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Wake! and see the extent to which you’re still enslaved
        enslaved by your own kind who hanker after conditioning platitudes
        the...

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don't even think about it
a bucket of motel ice in the face
proving the thing in itself does not exist
because he registered all the meanings all the time
with a nausea so profound 
the retching never ended
rearranging...

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My people set out sixty-six years and six months ago
Give or take; sure, liberties taken, but I'll give her back,
And if you want, they got a machine with occasional fact,
But back to forbodingly sixty-six years...

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P
Your last letter had interesting news
I will try to answer for you
The information you give, I need to chew
There is a hungry cow on the block to feed too
I don't eat cows as I am...

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In the twilight of suspended star thunder
where the waking jungle and broken Temple of tradition meet one another
she moves with a panthera prana, pranayama of precise paradise, air of spaceless pleasure,

A lavender Tigress of effortless...

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Cleansing of body and mind- the Indian Way- An Alouette



For any Hindu

Bathing in Sindhu

Or Ganga thought to be pure

On fetes, on deaths

Tilak on foreheads

To meditate for mind’s cure





Indian Brahmins

In temple domains

Recite mantras while bathing

Then a...

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Temple – not an abode of God

Idol – only a piece made by man

To see his reflection in ruse of worship

The Powerful can see power

The Rich can see riches

Poor see poverty

The more one donates, the...

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Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 11

How might one batter to death rogue Nation State
Much less Institutions Parties Power Groups
Motherland religion Peoples’ opiate

Kings tyrants prophets may under-estimate
The will of the People to upset their...

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Black was a thief
Who stole anything
Between pots and clothes.

Son of a pundit,
He became a thief and
Humiliated the Brahmins.

I didn't want to be a thief,
But we were friends,
Black and I.

All hated him, 
But he surprised me
With...

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The world dims to a standstill in shouting
incoherencies the fluttering heart spew, clinching
on today through the vagaries of inertness, 
and seeking liberty, he sings the song of 
life.

Then the finality of death. 
And Agni's dance....

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