I see her
trapped
in the embers,
a vision of Kali
burning
in the ambers of sunset.
How many births must she suffer?
How many deaths will she ignore?
How long will she stand
fist-clasped, wrist-bound
in defiance before adding
a self-portrait to
that beautiful garland?
Thursday, May 14, 2009
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