#turmeric
A raga of another time, from another day,
plays in the head:
grime of the day, stuck on my hands.
You shot an arrow across the eastern skies.
Senora, a hundred cries you carry
in your womb, yet I never
found you in the peasant woman
in whose arms I fell asleep, when
at noon you disappear at the horizon.
Maiden of the moons, at dusk I lost you
to the trail of lotuses blooming westward.
It is raining in gusts but this storm
cannot wash it away:
Guilt, like turmeric, stains the soul.
Sep 5, 2014
Sep 5, 2014 at 1:05 PM UTC
It might be the brilliant yellow of turmeric
boiled into salted potatoes,
washed down with the brown
of peppermint tea.
Or the intoxicating fragrance, when
we are hungry enough, of simple
spices. Cinnamon and cloves,
in another dish of oatmeal.
Outside the house, across the street,
the neighbors' children scream happily
into the warm night, where
the first fireflies begin to appear.
May 23, 2016
May 23, 2016 at 12:29 PM UTC
In the water that serpents drink and fishes mate in,
humans clean their pots.
The water drinks that dirt and oil,
it savours that hint of turmeric and burnt potato skin. It's a complete meal.
Sep 5, 2018
Sep 5, 2018 at 5:27 PM UTC
Drinking my turmeric tea
makes my mouth taste like vegan chicken soup
I spilled it on myself
so I’m committed for looking suddenly jaundice
Oh, ain’t that what they always what they do?
Mark the healthiest ones
as fatal or insane
Feb 16, 2016
Feb 16, 2016 at 11:17 AM UTC
face turmeric smeared,
the dawn is a coy maiden,
that just came of age!
Feb 26, 2019
Feb 26, 2019 at 9:59 AM UTC
you said things that shook me
you said things that hooked me
still i am left with my loneliness
confusion is haunting, confusion is taunting
praying you once again hold this
you did things that stuck with me
words spoken still rattle inside
i rewrite, i relive every line
i feel fine until daylight strikes
praying you once again hold this
Aug 15, 2023
Aug 15, 2023 at 8:12 AM UTC