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22 December, 2004

A flowery indulgence (for Pooja)

That little toady bud
(the one you gave me, just as your chauffeur
revved the engine and changed gears,
while you recited your newest poem)
has opened up.
And it is now more
like a gift from you.

Even in the dark,
even in an airless pencil box,
that knobby toad-like bud
(the one you gave me, saying -
'my ego does not mean to scare')
has blossomed
like you must have - from child-woman
to almost-woman
to all-woman.

Black seeds,
edged with a green-blue, powdery poison
and taut petal-like ovals, arching away
from the heart....
The toady bud you gave me
is now almost pretty.

(C) Annie Zaidi.
Originally written in September, 2003. Edited and posted here in Dec 2004.

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5 Comments:

Blogger SPECKLED_BAND said...

And this one isn't almost - it IS PRETTY! :)

22 December, 2004 19:15  
Blogger Anil said...

this is absolutely marvelous annie, loved this poem...very very well written!

22 December, 2004 22:30  
Blogger sunilrnair said...

Annie, sweet Annie,

How can you write so well and make me feel inferior?

Sunil R Nair

23 December, 2004 09:28  
Blogger annie said...

Must say I am surprised at all the nice things you've said about this one - this really was a self-indulgent poem, written for an individual, rather than an audience....
Hmmm. What was that they said about life and surprises?

23 December, 2004 13:21  
Blogger Max Babi said...

hey annie,

This reads like a short short story
penned with love...astonishingly rings
true. Caferati, Annie deserves a volume
of verse when we get down to publishing!
Inshallah !

cheers !

25 December, 2004 08:04  

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