BRAIDS by Krisha Wignarajah

CONTENTS

It is raining...

Braids

Birds have wings...

Flies buzz...

It is evening...

Grade Two

I go home...

Wellawatta Outdoor Bazaar

Curfew

Amappa's Eyes

Islands

I reached out...

Evening Walk

Awakening shadow...

The Flight

A Robin's Bath

The Heron and the Swan

War on a Mango

Tea with Dadda

Granite Stone

Sigh with the wind...

Today, I have gone back...

About the Poet

Acknowledgements

Chapbook Home

Friday Circle Home

Braids

by Krisha Wignarajah

Flies buzz around the kitchen. Today there will be fish. The silver tongues lie staring, waiting for Kanthi's merciless hands to clean away their guts and ocean grit. Frozen memories extracted.

As cleaver meets board, it rivals a storm of woodpeckers. Fish head flies over to Patient Cat.