“They are us.” The unshed fears in the gaze,
A black headscarf filled with hope
And the space in which she is what she says.

Eyes shut, and then the warm embrace
Eloquent and lighting up
The tallest building in the universe.

It is all written on her pensive face – –
Some lead through pointless promises
Others stretch out to touch, with grace

The sadness of the stunned survivors:
“Speak the names of those who were lost rather than
The name of the man who took them.” After the prayers,

Fifty worshippers become their past, but their presence
Is felt, at this place, in the words of this
Beautiful voice of a country’s conscience.

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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).

10 thoughts on “Jacinda

    1. Pushmaotee Subrun

      Very touching. Some people feel sincerely, some are machiavellic with next to no consideration for others… your poem ‘Jacinda’ will surely awaken some grain of remorse …

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