[Transcreation] The Bitch

she would


whine

if a stone is picked up

tail withdrawn,

fret, dart,

turn the bend

and vanish.



with cloudy cringed eyes

ward of sleep, and

melt in compassion

at pups suckling

deprived breasts



wag her tail

at a whiplash

stretch her trembling legs

prostrate before the master

then, lie flat on her back

counting his breath




“Kodichi” A poem in Malayalam by Muse Mary
Transcreation by Vijay © 13.03.2008
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