haathichoke ki baingani sabji
jab apne kaDway aur kaalay paani
main ubalti hai to komal bun jaati hai
komalbun kar meethi ho jaati hai
meri jaati k logo
dheeraj rakho, main ye kehti hoon
ajmaaesh kartay raho teekhay pattoN ki
teekhay dil ki
***
My Species
BY JANE HIRSHFIELD
even
a small purple artichoke
boiled
in its own bittered
and darkening
waters
grows tender,
grows tender and sweet
patience, I think,
my species
keep testing the spiny leaves
the spiny heart
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