Veerankutty Kollanary

Rookie - 160 Points (09 /07/ 1962 / Narayamkulam in kozhikode dist, Kerala, India.)

In The Sanatorium For Trees - Poem by Veerankutty Kollanary

There is no place
Like the sanatorium for trees
To serve your probation.

The moon rubs its balm
On barren heads.
The rain rehydrates parched desires.
The Sun decongests swollen memories.
The wind rushes in with tincture and cotton wool
To dress the wounds.

Walk gently through the wards
Do not disturb
Over-ripe ambitions
Castrated longings
Papayas with unusually large breast
Punnagams on chemotherapy.

Walk on without fear
They are too disorganized
To remember you
Or the concoctions of death
You poured into them.

They stare stonily into the distance
As soothing hands unravel their matted hair
And pour lukewarm water on their heads.

Walk up the path
To the nursery for samplings
Sing with them
Take them in the deep woods
Along the giggling stream,
Leave them with their doting nannies
Turn back
Only to wave them goodbye.

Back in the wards
The odour of death
Hangs in the air.
There is no return;
You are sentenced to life
With the sun,
The rain
And the wind
In the sanatorium for trees.

(Poem translated from Malayalam by Dr.K.M Shareef)


Topic(s) of this poem: nature

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 29, 2015

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