Tables quietly huddled
along the inside wall
the shutters were half down
and boys on a crawl ,
thin legs sticking out
in sets of four
with chairs upside down
clear off the floor ,
a small boy half clad
clambering under ,
his back taking the curves
implausible , I wonder !
of the legs carved beautiful
brown and shiny
heavy on top
but pointed and tiny ,
European bentwood
hitting the chequered floor
reflection in the mirrored wall
of the old Zoroastrian at the door ,
watching the scrawny little boy
mopping with his might
stretching his arms long
winding around tight ,
the tables with marble top
and the small butter blob
which the small boy and his dad
had dropped down plop ,
aroma of crusty bruns
brown and buttered
thick milky tea and white cups
through the day clattered ,
feet shuffling by
from sunrise to sundown
the Parsi old man watched
under his round cap crown ,
with the last set of tea cups
plopping in to the sink
and the young boy scampering
almost at the brink. …..
© Dr Swati A Gadgil , All Rights Reserved .
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A thoroughly engaging transposition of poetic observation into a theatrical mise-en-scene with its keenly documented minutiae.
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A graphic evocative poem.
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I loved this poem . It transported me to a real Irani Cafe typical of Mumbai and Pune with the thick crusty buttered bread and fragrant hot tea . To see it from the viewpoint of the young lad swabbing the floors makes in poignant and intriguing at the same time
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I watched that cafe through word pictures in high graphics and sensitive at the very time. It’s one of the main deals of a poet what he should reflect.
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Can picture this. Truly beautiful.
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An excellent,evocative,and picturesque poem.
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