When they paraded her naked,
jeering at her, condemning her to be the 'dayan'
her ancient breasts on her wrinkled body
were wounded by the stones pelted.
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An amazing poem. Especially loved the middle stanza. It reminded me of an aunt who really indulged me and my sister. The last stanza has shades of Ramanujan. Reminded me of the poem "river". Deep and splendidly poignant.
Loved this one as well.