Rookie - 145 Points (14th January 1962 / Balarampur Village in the District of Purulia in West Bengal.)

Kamin Didi


Kamin Didi is often late to come
for her daily chores in our house.
Under her fleeting feet
she suffered watery woonds
Having walked down a long way
her queer face sweats in weariness
Sitting on the veranda
she leisurely lights a bidi
brand name 'Sudha'

Any my mother gumbles, throws curses
She gets late
in cooking the ten o'clock rice.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 2, 2004

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 17, 2010