Wrote
Seed
Ten times.
Dug in
Nine of them.
(One
Fell on
The rock.
I saw
You count
Even
Before
The poem
Started.)
I wrote
Water
And poured
On its foot.
I wrote
Organic Manure
And put it
there,
But it
smelt
Furadan.
Leaves
Leaves
Leaves
Leaves
Leaves
Leaves
Leaves
Leaves
Before I
Wrote
Leaves,
I placed
A board
Saying
Don’t Touch Leaves.
Butterflies
Who cannot read
Fluttered
Around
everywhere.
I was
About to write
Flowerflies
Flowerflies
Next.
Butterflies
Got in
Between.
Kuzhur Wilson
Translated by Anand Haridas