Date of birth: 21 May, 1934
He is in his 81st year!
Clear soup weighted with
boiled vegetables,
perhaps fertilized,
await his attention
on his dinner table,
and he is snoring!
Just a month ago
she was there beside
to cherish his age
with her quaky voice.
He liked her,
he liked her pitch!
She could hardly comb her hair
but she always sliced the carrots
for his soup:
she knew he loved them;
he knew she loved them too!
Diseases are cruel!
They conquered her eventually
but could they seize her love?
Love was alive in every bit
of breath she left behind,
every piece of carrot
that he longed for,
and every bowl of soup
he takes in her memory!
Today, he is in his 81st year,
snoring amidst his poor dinner,
but he shall awake soon
to sip the clear soup
weighted with boiled vegetables,
perhaps fertilized
and surely without carrots!
(Fourth poem of the ART AND POETRY series)
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