Taslima Nasrin

(25 August 1962 - / Mymensingh / Bangladesh)

Another Life - Poem by Taslima Nasrin

Women spend the afternoon squatting on the porch,
picking lice from each other's hair.
They spend the evening feeding the little ones,
lulling them to sleep in the glow of the bottle lamp.
The rest of the night
they offer their back to be slapped and kicked by the men of the house
or sprawl half-naked on the hard wooden cot.
Crows and women greet the dawn together,
the women blowing into the oven to start the fire,
tapping on the back of the winnowing tray with five fingers
and, with two, picking out the stones.
Half their lives women pick stones from the rice.
All their lives stones pile up in their hearts,
no one there to touch them even with two fingers.

Comments about Another Life by Taslima Nasrin

  • Rookie Mohit Soni (7/11/2012 9:08:00 AM)

    this is indeed a very sensitive poem, you succeed to demonstrate the whole life of woman in one ordinary day...amazing...I liked it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 27, 2012

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