Thank God we cast
A spot of shadow in our lives,
Said the Mahabharata bride,
Facing five versions of her groom -
Your man himself plus four male gods,
Four dead-spit images, self-xeroxed in his shape -
Who recognised that heartbeat,
The man she'd have to part with
By the shadow at his heel. Gods don't go round
Casting shadow. Things we do and feel
(As a leader in The Independent
Put it afterwards) are incomplete,
Imperfect, therefore real.
Monday, September 14, 2009
Indian Princess Picks Out Lover From Gods - Ruth Padel
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Religion,
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