Sylvia Plath

Or an Oriental fellowOr an ashramite of the Pondicherry AshramaOf Sri AurobindoHolding talks with K.D.SethnaThe poet and critic and sadhaka,Who is sheContributing to London Poetry?

What do you do,What the purpose of yours?Do you want to collect any information from,What the intention behind,Why do you ring time and againAnd cut that?What do you want,Why are you so,Sometimes after ringing you,Say you,Why did you send the missed callAllegedly?Miscaller, if you are short of money,Ask me and I shall give you money,But…

Dressing,Dressing to enactEven though unwillingAs sometimes it happensShe has to go,Go forAs the audience may go berserkSo drinks she to enact,Enact her roles.Had she not, she could not have,Could not have all the times,A stage artiste,An actress drunken,In a drunken state enacting,Enacting her rolesWhich but the audience,The audience knows it notThat she is,She is a…

All of a suddenNoticing a poisonous, deadly kraitInto the roomAt the dead of night,The snake with the red slick tongueWas licking,Branded and coal black,Coal tar black viperAnd after seeing itWhile switching on the lightHair stood on,The krait,The big krait shining blackAnd so horrible,Oh, terrible indeedAnd we calling,Calling to kill it!

What it my bhoga?My action I do not know it,My dharma, my religion, piety, righteousness,My bhoga, my suffering, what it to suffer?Karma is that do I, right or wrong do I unknowingly,My dharma is my good job that I have,My bhoga, my suffering, what I have done, I have to suffer for.Everything is but accountable…

With so much of labour and sweatingIs not mine,New renter will comeAnd claim it over,My houseWhich appears to be mineIs theirsAs they are coming to occupyIt.