A Birth
by Amiya Chatterjee on Sunday, 27 May 2012 at 15:34 ·
By the river Barakar
Jhilik's pregnant mother
clasped a branch of a tree,
A tree full of burnt umber flowers
She forced herself downward
and Jhilik was born
onto the lap of red soil.
compassionate earth
Jhilik was born in the land of rivers
in the land of trees,
where praying mantis
dreams and dances
after each birth.
Jhilik bcame the land
from then on
Rain started to fall silently,
Magpies started jabbering
blackbirds cried anxiously.
Barakar with her amber hue
danced around the trees,
and Jhilik's mother
sang a lullaby pressing the newborn
to her breast.
Life oozed .
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