AIDS By Muneer Subair

AIDS!
Its sweet to hear,
But sour to taste;
its a major killer
It kills adults and kids
Kids like me and you
What is there to celebrate?
That people have aids?
I just don’t understand this holiday,
We call “World Aids Day”
This day can’t possibly be for celebrating
Because aids is not something you celebrate
If it’s for supporting and making victims feel better
Then it [...]

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Leisure by William Henry Davies

Leisure
What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.
No [...]

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MY SON’S TEACHER by Kamala Das

MY SON’S TEACHER
by
Kamala Suriyya (Kamala Das, Madhavikkutty)

My son is four. His teacher swooned on a grey pavement
Five miles from here and died. From where she lay, her new skirt
Flapped and fluttered, a green flag, half-mast, to proclaim death’s
Minor triumphs. The wind was strong, the poor men carried
Pink elephant-gods to the sea that day. They moved [...]

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