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untitled poems

1 October 2016

Translated from the Tamil to the English by P Rajani and Rajamanickam Azhagarasan

After gorging a pan full of pig’s blood
and gingili candy
our gods do savage dance,
striking fear and terror.

Like our Gods
We also don’t like that vegetarian curry.



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Translated from the Tamil to the English by Rajamanickam Azhagarasan

Some forget the past.
But everything still keeps floating before my eyes-

The Hundi coins fixed with shells of the fish
that I caught and sold for the first time;

The nose-ring glittered in the light of the camphor
that I bought by selling the dry fish;

The Amman’s tongue hung-out like the fish-crazy cat
that had tasted the fish kolambu in the temple;
Everything seemed like yesterday.

The last time I met you was
At the festival in the Mandaikkattamman temple
Before that clash.

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