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>Day 9: "Viewing Kanchenjunga"

>This was the prompt for Day 9:

“For today’s prompt, I want you write a poem about a memory. The memory can be good or bad. The memory can be a blend of several memories. I suppose it could even be a memory that you’re not sure you remember correctly. Take your time finding a good one (or good ones).” Read more at: April PAD Challenge: Day 9

“Viewing Kanchenjunga”

He and I, uneven, would go up the winding path
Streaming from the front of that sleepy house
He tall, me very short and running to catch up
With long strides of my uncle’s morning walk.
“It’s the third highest mountain peak you’ll see
In a while,” he lectured, and I half heard, busy,
Too busy tweaking dew drops off crisp arum leaves
And a taut red hibiscus straining to see the sun.
He would climb the little hillock easily, quick,
I scampering off like a poodle on a tight leash.
More scholarship booming at the blinky sky would
Have clouds yawning faraway. “Know what are the
Gold, silver, gems, grain and holy books? Ah-ha,
Treasures! Five Treasures of Snows!” I would
Count birds waking, then fleeing the din at dawn
And the wave of his walking stick, jaunty laugh
To see the peak wake up and then he would leave.
I stayed a bit longer on the shiny hillock’s crest
Before tumbling down. The treasured peak had to
Rise as high as my teeny scrawny dark head with
The sun, so I would finally see that thigh of gold bark.

Image from the Internet: Kanchenjunga Rising

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4 comments on “>Day 9: "Viewing Kanchenjunga"

  1. priti aisola
    April 11, 2009

    >How do you manage to create something so fresh and memorable out of nothing? I am fast becoming your committed fan. I pray that we continue to enjoy all this and more.

  2. tikulicious
    April 11, 2009

    >poodle on the leash .. 🙂 I can visualize this one clearly among other things. You know Nabs whenever I see the sunset behind the mountains I envy the clouds and the eagle that can sour up to the tip and kiss it. Every sunrise and every sunset is a gem, a memory to treasure. I came to read this again and to comment. still in euphoria 🙂

  3. fleuve-souterrain
    April 12, 2009

    >Priti, you are so kind and it is my good fortune to have you as my “fan”!! My pleasure entirely.Ha ha Tiku… my uncle (tauji) was a committed walker and had to run behind him hard, he was a tall man. Thanks so much for liking this one…

  4. Rhett
    April 15, 2009

    >You create poetry out of the mundane and that is your forte. Strange wonders and delights spring in the soul when I read you. I cannot quite put them down on paper.

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This entry was posted on April 10, 2009 by in April PAD, Nabina Das, Poem a Day, Poetic Asides, poetry, Viewing Kanchenjunga.
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