[Sickle, Star, Hammer] Poem by Anitha Thampi

[Sickle, Star, Hammer]



Sickle
joins the crescent
in the heavens.

Star
returns
to the eyes of children.

Hammer alone,
aching from
an unromantic genesis,
starts pounding
the iron nail heads
on which history
is yet to hang
as pictures

Translated By C.S.Venkiteswaran

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