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Yarling

written by: Ipsita Banerjee

@ipsyb

 

There’s a litchi tree
somewhere
And it is mine
That is where I turn to
To hide among the branches
That sweep
To the ground.

I buried your ashes there
Beneath
That litchi tree
That they cut down
They would not listen, ”that tree”
They said
“Has to be gone”.

Under that litchi tree
Where my yarling voice
Is still heard
On nights like this
Where your gentle words
Travel across time
To soothe and heal.
There is a litchi tree somewhere
And it belongs to me.

 

NOTE:

Yarling (old English): Wailing

Ipsita Banerjee

Ipsita Banerjee

mother, lawyer, dreamer, intrepid traveler, poet, blogger, writer....jack of many trades....inter alia.
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