Poem: On Tamil Love
Words like love make himcringe. Instead, like allgood Tamil folk, he adores.
Or is in constant adulation.Imagining his lover asa film star or a politician.
His heart is large, and sheis too thin. She must growlarger he decides. Bringsher halwa everyday. Eat.
This Tamil intimacy, he tellsher must be devoid of love.It is corrupted by burgers.Instead like fermented batter.
They become different people.Sometimes she is a zamindaar,and he a devoted mother.