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Nandana Valiyaveetil Poem
Her long golden braids
Fell elegant on the barren floor of the prison of a house.
It was bizarre;
Like sunflowers on infertile land
Like rubies laid on the washerman's rag cloth.
With only the furry infant mammoth to keep her company, he offered her with the only tooth that had matured,the right one.
Esther, with the sharp of the horn, cut through the strongest of coir, the fastest of flowing water, the tallest of giant trees.
But what about the mammoth? The one with no teeth? What about him?
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Nandana Valiyaveetil Poem
Come oh come ye Caucassian goons
Come and show us the light to Istanbul's heart and soul.
Come and see the gravelling agony, the ghostly departures, the deep craters of hatred on brittle soil.
Come and hear the sounds of shattered mirrors, the noise of screeching birds, the screams of dying mothers.
Come and feed on the grailing ruins of a forgotten disaster, like a pansy daisy field with an abandoned dandelion.
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Nandana Valiyaveetil Poem
Mr. Hansel had a runny nose.
And every time it misbehaved,
The neighbors heard a lot of "Ohs!"
While his foes snorted giggles.
But Hansel didn't care about the nosey dribbles.
He worried more about the clock and runny time tables.
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Nandana Valiyaveetil Poem
On a tree of rust, lay Hooley
With his creeper arms dangling low.
He took a breath and then a dagger
To slit into the tender greens of the dying leaf.
Mother shook in terror like a windling whirlpool
Rising from the bed of corals until her fluid locks touched the clouded aqua horizon.
"Heed ho! Heed!"
Hooley had to be paid for his sins.
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