Dusk in Kalibanga

Tejaswini Kale

Dusk in Kalibanga

© Divya Adusumilli 2013

Imagining-
birds that
chirped
in the land
of
Kalibanga

The same
orange sun
once set
on the woman’s
back
as she sat
painting
the new water-pot.

The turmoil
of the flood.

Her bangles
must have
tinkled
and
shone
in the
last of
the
sunlight.

I see
that
woman,
I hear
her footsteps
as she
runs
after
the kids
shrieking,
splashing
water.

 I see
you
in this
ruin:
disappearing,
fading.
I see
in you
the turmoil
of the flood.
Our lives
breaking-
the ground
shaking-
an
unruly gush
of water,
drowning;
the last light
gone,
leaving everything
still.


Tejaswini KaleTejaswini Kale's work has previously appeared in Reading Hour, Nazar Look, Criterion: An International Journal in English, and is forthcoming in Emerge Literary Journal.
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