A Goodbye So Quiet
Would it have helped
after 14 years
if I;d framed things
in the elaborate politeness
your language demands..
if I'd fought
in the mock-anger
you once explained..
if my impatient American self
had cooked
with masalas
and chick peas...
blended gourds
and ground beef
pre-soaked pulses...
with gentle
sour and spice
meeting...
if I'd learned
to move in yoga-rich
grace
a piquant and yet still
soul-cleansing
slowness?
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