Kamala Das

(31 March 1934 – 31 May 2009 / Punnayurkulam, Thrissur District in Kerala)

Kamala Das Poems

1. Krishna 3/28/2012
2. The Testing Of The Sirens 3/28/2012
3. Annette 3/28/2012
4. The Maggots 3/28/2012
5. Winter 3/28/2012
6. The Stone Age 3/28/2012
7. Love 3/28/2012
8. The Suicide 3/28/2012
9. The Dance Of The Eunuchs 3/28/2012
10. The Sunshine Cat 3/28/2012
11. The Rain 3/28/2012
12. Forest Fire 3/28/2012
13. A Losing Battle 3/28/2012
14. Relationship 3/28/2012
15. Punishment In Kindergarten 3/28/2012
16. Words 3/28/2012
17. The Freaks 3/28/2012
18. The Old Playhouse 3/28/2012
19. Summer In Calcutta 3/28/2012
20. In Love 3/28/2012
21. My Grandmother's House 3/28/2012
22. The Looking Glass 3/28/2012
23. An Introduction 3/28/2012
Best Poem of Kamala Das

An Introduction

I don't know politics but I know the names
Of those in power, and can repeat them like
Days of week, or names of months, beginning with Nehru.
I amIndian, very brown, born inMalabar,
I speak three languages, write in
Two, dream in one.
Don't write in English, they said, English is
Not your mother-tongue. Why not leave
Me alone, critics, friends, visiting cousins,
Every one of you? Why not let me speak in
Any language I like? The language I speak,
Becomes mine, its distortions, its queernesses
All mine, mine alone.
It is half English, halfIndian, funny ...

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The Maggots

At sunset, on the river ban, Krishna
Loved her for the last time and left...

That night in her husband's arms, Radha felt
So dead that he asked, What is wrong,
Do you mind my kisses, love? And she said,
No, not at all, but thought, What is
It to the corpse if the maggots nip?

[from The Descendants]

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