Pavilion : 1972

With your siblings across the sea
You became, as the cliche goes,
The apple of your parents’ eyes
 
Devising games like home-made cricket
With carrom coins and a button
Kneeling on the spotless mosaic floor
 
With a matchbox as your stumps
You bowled over after over after over
And, sometimes, cheated in your solitude
 
As you were the umpire too
But then you didn’t ever spin
At odd hours into good neighbors’ homes
 
Or pull an innocent maiden’s hair
Until she cried out and slapped your face
Or offer to throw bored stones
 
At stray dogs minding their own business–
You didn’t even liberate
Sultry beauties from careless libraries.
 
Time passed and then poetry discovered you
Scribbling your soul
On the back of wedding invitation cards
 
Wanting to be heard, uncertain of yourself
Until she swayed into your pavilion
And made you feel you were her world.
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About VijayNair

I retired as Associate Professor, Department of English, Government Victoria College Palakkad, Kerala. I taught English Language and Literature in various colleges for 31 years. My Ph.D. thesis was on the plays of Wole Soyinka. My collections of verse include "The City and the Hermitage" (1988), "Doors Swing Open" (2008), "Eyes" (2010) and "Whispers of Light in Darkness" (2013). My poems have also appeared in the International Anthologies "I am a Poet" (2013), "With Love" (2013), "Synthesis" (2014) "Poetic Symphonies" (2015) and "Heavenly Hymns" (2015).

2 thoughts on “Pavilion : 1972

  1. VijayNair Post author

    Thank you very much, Louis. ”Pavilion:1972” is the 100th poem I have posted in Destiny Poets! Merry Xmas!

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