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T K Padmini — A Poem by V R Santhosh

// November 1st, 2011 // No Comments » // Cultural Politics

 

Artist T K Padmini 1940 - 1969

While getting out and gazing alone

The half-naked earth before, becomes her self

 

The interior of her home is arranged accordingly

Outwardly she is always that Malabar lass

 

Temple bells and shades of the sacred grove

Provincial river and primal trees formed the garden of childhood

 

Internalizing the lone boat revealed by the river

To stay still in solitude on the bank

 

And crossing so many whirlpools to sit alone

In her room that is rowing nearby

 

Moonlight and the toads of darker love

Black cobras crawling on the body

 

Shady blue clouds and charred hilltop

Songs from the shrine and the walkways of the specter

 

If an isolated wench on the other side of the river

She would engulf the male to her bosom on this side

 

She has drawn and painted each of these restless resonances

In uncountable hues and textures

 

Intense yearnings are rendered into carnivals

Never adorned the breeze-damped hair tip with petals

 

In a suppressed sob she spread the lilacs

To moonlight with the touch of cosmic essence

 

As the feeling of the self dispossessed her

The enlightening who deluged her

 

Even when the kids, the lone kite and the moonlit path

And the trees search for her in distance.

 

A painting by T K Padmini

(A sojourn through the paintings of T K Padmini (1940-1969))

Translated from Malayalam by Ajay Sekher