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can be inserted, sans waver,
baya-haath-ka-khel sass
with which, swivelling ass
the young shaver
skips off the edge, hoists basket to head,
skedaddles across now-empty track
I silent-scream come back!
while almost as good as breakfast in bed
Crow breakfasts on board the free fish ferry
swimming through the air
while without turning a hair
Mother walks into the sea
of commuters, as casual as Crow,
pert and confident-lithe, expressive
as eyes her hands, shorn of excessive
movement, little wrist-flicks that go
with her hip-slung sari’d ease, green
bangles, nose-pin, a beauty in pink
and blue, she strides off-screen—
and for a second all currents cease.
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