Bharathiyar Poem – Spared Coconut Grove

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Spared Coconut Grove

1.  Among the fields - 
    On the bank of a luxuriant pool 
    Not a soul in sight -
    I came in solitude, seeking comfort;

2.  When a squall blew through -    
    The trees - could they even be counted?
    Like seedlings they scattered,
    All over the land.

3.  On a small embankment
    Stood a tiny coconut grove - 
    Poor man’s property,
    Not pulverized by the storm.

4.  Some were felled – the trees,
    But several remained
    Spared by the God of Wind,
    So, it(grove) should live.

5.  I have seen solitude – 
    In that there is relish,
    Mist extinguishing sunshine –
    Honey treacle’s sweetness,
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The Novelist

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I have been trying to find a large chunk of undisturbed time with little success. Last week, I hit upon an idea for a novel. I need at least a few weeks of uninterrupted time to work on this idea. But this was not to be. Just this morning, when I finally had some free time to work on my story, my sister Ruth called. She calls me three or four times a week to discuss her everyday life.

Until last year, she called our mother. After her passing, I have been cast in that role. Since she is my kid sister, I could not bring myself Continue reading “The Novelist”