
Sand-Eating Humans: A Chronicle of Hunger
Should people eat sand or clay out of hunger?
In our stories,
grandmothers have enough anecdotes
in which mothers would put stones in a boiling pot
the sound would act as lullaby
for screaming bellies
Should people eat sand or clay out of hunger?
In our stories,
grandmothers have enough anecdotes
in which mothers would put stones in a boiling pot
the sound would act as lullaby
for screaming bellies
It highlights the post-modern, post-truth way of life. Savagery of wealth coexists with the unbearable pains of the poor.
Then I saw the shirtless man at a far northern end of the graveyard. He was murmuring and looked sheepish. He collected a fistful of wet leaves and slowly spread them over a sunken grave covered with weeds and twigs. Now he was brushing his eyes, his head; now he was smiling comically.
A poem on the the struggle and resilience of a tea tribal mother of Dooars, depicting the poverty and illness of her daily existence.