Nishi Pulugurtha is an academic
and creative writer. The Secretary of the Intercultural Poetry and Performance
Library, Kolkata (IPPL) she writes on travel, film, short stories, poetry and
on Alzheimer’s Disease and has published in The Statesman, Kolkata, in Tranquil
Muse, Caf├й Dissensus, Coldnoon, Queen Mob’s Tea House, The World Literature
Blog and Setu. She has a monograph on Derozio, a collection of essays on
travel, Out in the Open and is now working on her first volume of poems.
Swing
Two
long nylon ropes holding a square wooden board
Ropes
reaching high up to the branches
Knots
holding it all together
The
wooden board moving round to the gentle breeze
Waiting
patiently for someone to sit on it
Someone
to swing away in joy
Sitting
on the board is always great fun
A
friend behind giving a push maybe
A
fierce push results in a jolt and a thud
Or
just moving in a gentle motion all its own
Shade
and balance the huge tree affords
Sheltering
and holding all
I
sit on it for a while, takes me back
Always
a sense of joy as I sit there
On
another huge tree by the green pond
Another
swing, this time a rubber one
Knotted,
somewhat like a noose
Two
pairs of legs and a happy face swinging on it
Carefree
and happy
Moving
here and there, in complete abandon
Freedom,
joy, contentment.
Patience
Plants
in staid pots on the window sills
A
chimney in the distance, some green spouting out
The
curtains danced a little and stopped
The
cup in front was half empty
Waiting.
Its contents cold.
A
crow on the ledge, cawing loud.
Flowers
As
I move all over the place wherever I look, I see them
On
window sills, on doorsteps, in small patches of green in the middle of roads
Oblivious
to the whizzing cars
On
walls, creeping up, here and there
Red
and yellow, violet and pink, lavender and orange with some green tucked in
between
At
times peering out from all the brilliant colours
The
palette is enormous, the colours myriad,
Even
when I move away, they seem to look out and smile to me
A
small wooden barrel, beside a wooden seat, inside a churchyard
The
colours standing out from the wood
Teasing,
smiling, shining.
Voices Within-2020 :: Setu, February 2020
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