Tag: A. K. Ramanujan
The Black Hen By K. Ramanujan It must come as leaves to a tree or not at all yet it comes sometimes as the black hen with …
Still Life By K. Ramanujan When she left me after lunch,I read for a while. But I suddenly wanted to look again and I saw the half-eaten sandwich, bread, …
Self-Portrait By K. Ramanujan I resemble everyone but myself, and sometimes see in shop-windows despite the well-known laws of optics, the portrait of a stranger, date unknown, often …
Prayers To Lord Murugan By K. Ramanujan 1 Lord of new arrivals lovers and rivals: arrive at once with cockfight and banner— dance till on this and …
Extended Family K. Ramanujan Yet like grandfather I bathe before the village crow the dry chlorine water my only Ganges the naked Chicago bulb a cousin …
Elements of Composition By K. Ramanujan Composed as I am, like others, of elements on certain well-known lists, father’s seed and mother’s egg gathering earth, air, fire, mostly water, …
Chicago Zen By K. Ramanujan I Now tidy your house, dust especially your living room and do not forget to name all your children. II …
Astronomer By K. Ramanujan Sky-man in a manhole with astronomy for dream, astrology for nightmare; fat man full of proverbs, the language of lean years, living in …
A River By K. Ramanujan In Madurai, city of temples and poets, who sang of cities and temples, every summer a river dries to a trickle in the sand, …