'A Lull' Poem by Pushpinder Kaur
'A Lull'
A Lull…
Ma, when the din becomes
a lull
at the day's end-
When I put my head on the pillow,
Your prayer book
resting next to my head
Wrapped…
in the scarf you wore for years-
as you sat down to pray for us all
gives me repose, succour and subterfuge
very serene
Is it the calm of the womb? I wonder-
and feel
Yes, it is.
Pushpinder Kaur May 26,2016
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