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Saturday 7 July 2012

Ammi

There are times of vacancy the between of fingertip and key
thought, thought-break and thought again
the routined interruptions of routine
times of passing
when the world watches me
and I feel you watch the world;
you are resident
not so much in memory
as in eye
in gesture
and the mannerisms of humour
and feigned agitation,
and I lament
that I cannot touch my feet
in venerating you;
that much is different
yours were tender,
so tender on the eye and my hands.

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3 comments :

  1. What a beautiful poem, such a hearfelt and loving tribute to your beloved Ammi.Thanks much for sharing it Malinda.All your writings about your Ammi moves me to tears, it reminds me nostalgically and lovingly of my own beloved and much missed Thaththa and Amma.Keep on writing.

    With Best Regards,

    Ransirinie Anoma Senanayake

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  2. So beautiful!

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  3. Very nice... I always love ur poems...

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