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| Poem: Kalighat (Temple In Calcutta) |
Paromita De
06/18/2013
Kalighat (Temple in Calcutta)
So long, only from afar,
I have seen this goddess Mother.
Whores and holy men,
millionaires and maid servants,
the countryman and the foreigner – me
all seek her.
Any other eye
may only view
black charcoal stone adorned with pretty cloth
surrounded by manic masses, crying for healing.
But she embodies purpose, beauty, all of life to me
and while these masses cry we also find
looking in her direction
makes us whole again.
Amidst a religious pandemonium,
my own mother takes my hand:
after long wait
I, a tarnished soul,
I have traveled halfway across the world
to come face to face with
the humanity left in myself.
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