Poems: A Selection

GUHA, THE BOATMAN INTERROGATED ON SUSPICION

Yes, the lord came this way

Accompanied by his wife and brother,

How did I know he is coming?

I ferry travellers, and they discuss

The latest news from Ayodhya.

What else do you hear about Ayodhya?

Nothing much, that Rama is now in exile,

Bharata has taken over. That is what is heard.

You seem to know much more than you reveal.

Why did you demand to wash the Lord’s feet?

I gave a reason and the lord was convinced.

Did I get something in return? His gold

Ring or something precious? No, sir

There was only exchange of words,

Not of things. Unless you count salvation.

Do not try to be clever. You are hiding things.

Why did you call the family to meet him?

Did they all get precious gifts from the Lord?

Yes, the water we washed his feet with.

We will have to search your house.

Are you in touch with the forest-dwellers?

They hardly come this way. I know a few

Of them. What do they eat? I have no idea.

Must be roots and fruits. Animals they hunt.

No, there are no cows around this place.

Nor have I ferried any cattle across the river.

No sir, I don’t maintain log book of any kind.

MADE IN INDIA

Dense fumes of miasmal fog

envelope the city.

Home is the collateral damage

we have titles for

in the volcanic war zones of

smoking garbage mountains.

It is always late in their belly

where the rope of time slowly winds

round the neck of the inmates

rendering everything legible

like a court order.

A letter re-directed seven times

is finally held and put on trial.

Its testimony is a tract on

what transpires in a mind on the brink

going blank just before lights go out.

A commuter knows only his

aching joints, not the entire body.

With every hurt he learns a little more.

He wears decay like a life-time

of scholarship that cannot be downloaded.

Those who are not fit to be recycled will have to

Mortgage themselves. Finally we have

authentic Indian masks

that are made in India.

Bionote

E.V. Ramakrishnan is a bilingual writer who has published poetry and literary criticism, in Malayalam and English. He also translates between these two languages. He has published four volumes of poetry in English: Being Elsewhere in Myself (1980), A Python in a Snake Park (1994), Terms of Seeing: New and Selected Poems (2006) and Tips for Living in an Expanding Universe. He has translated literary works, particularly poetry from Malayalam, Hindi and Marathi into English. He is presently Professor Emeritus at Central University of Gujarat, Gandhinagar, Gujarat. Prof. E.V.Ramakrishnan has been the recipient of several awards and honours.

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E. V. Ramakrishnan
E.V. Ramakrishnan is a bilingual writer who has published poetry and literary criticism, in Malayalam and English. He also translates between these two languages. He has published four volumes of poetry in English: Being Elsewhere in Myself (1980), A Python in a Snake Park (1994), Terms of Seeing: New and Selected Poems (2006) and Tips for Living in an Expanding Universe. He has translated literary works, particularly poetry from Malayalam, Hindi and Marathi into English. He is presently Professor Emeritus at Central University of Gujarat, Gandhinagar, Gujarat. Prof. E.V.Ramakrishnan has been the recipient of several awards and honours.

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