T3 শারদ সংখ্যা ২০২২ || তব অচিন্ত্য রূপ || বিশেষ সংখ্যায় Jagari Mukherjee

HARVEST
(For Inamorato)

My body is a harvest
of healing, with your return…
the golden yarn of an autumn
woven into an afternoon of love…

We wait for Divine Mother
to return this year…
I’ll drape a green satin sari
with gold roses on a brocade blouse
to welcome her four children,
while I wait for you to undrape
and rediscover…

Lucent blue skies bend over
kash flowers, you over me;
the ripe season conquers all
to the beat of the dhak…

Your kisses give birth
to the scent of flowers
on my skin…
I offer blooms
to the Goddess within.

At the end of five days,
Mother returns to her man,
and I stay to harvest love.