Advice Poem by Rukmini Bhaya Nair

Advice



Let the wind blow through
Let the light in, you say

But this I cannot do.

My poems are heavy, dark shawls
Huddled in them, every season,

I'm obscure as a sibyl.

The hailstone syllables

Clatter

And melt.

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