Sex Ridden Figures Die Hard. Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Sex Ridden Figures Die Hard.
On the wooden wall of the wooden room
At Erumely, as far back as 1965,
I hung a monthly calendar for the picture
Of Vyjayantimala in sitting posture,
Her chin resting on her left hand,
A pose still fresh in my memory,
So fresh to draw it off hand, after four decades.
Sexual symbol is too strong to erase.
31.12.2002
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
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