Treasure Island

saranyan bee

Old man by the Sea

Old man by the sea
he walks the promenade
at Marina
selling eclecticism of snippets,
cut mangoes, chopped chilies
onions and red powder,
green coriander and
smidgen of lemon tossed with raw peanuts,
shelled and boiled in tears;

his shoulder droops to his right
when job is half done
and tired, he rests at the lawn across the ice-house
where they commemorated labor,
and he watches the ships
waiting in blue waters at port-side,
squeezing the breeze
out of blind eyes,
and even blind eyes water.

Saranyan BV © May 2012 Chennai

Submitted: Wednesday, May 23, 2012
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Poet's Notes about The Poem

The old man depicted is not one man, but many men who carry those heavy tins and wander in the beach beseeching people to buy their snippets. They are persons who have lead a complete employed life, looked after and brought up children and spent their everything for the family, but who now need some money for their basic personal necessitites in the old age, for them and their wives. They are people old, cant see and live with sadness and yearning for death. You can come across them.

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