Fisherwoman
Fisherwoman! Tell me
how much fish you caught?
Are they to luminate the
moments with your own?
Or, will they find a richer
mires of taste and deeper
pool to be crispy?
The Gazette reports;
‘price of the fish
in recent days have soared’
O! Lady of the river!
what do you do
with the money
accumulated?
“Rice and cereals
Rice and cereals
Rice and cereals
Slipper for son
Rice and cereals
Rice and cereals
Rice and cereals
Choli for the enlargening
bosom
Of my daughter
Rice and cereals
Rice and cereals
I had to;
Although
Children were
Exhibiting greater fuss
To taste the fish itself
And willing to
Nibble until next catch
Rice and cereals
And with todays’ catch
I am firmed to get
Only and only
Syrups and pills
For my today’s or
tomorrow’s husband
And that leaves
Only water to eat,
I fear lest we empty
The river too!”
O! I assumed
you must be building
a sailing castle
resilient to;
torrent and tidal waves.
See: Ethical Dilemmas in Harper Lee’s To Kill a Mockingbird
By poet, Parbat Limbu
