Suniti namjoshi biography of rory

Once upon a time there were two sisters and one got married and one didn't. Or, once upon a time there were two piglets and one went to market and one didn't, or, one was straight and one wasn't.

The point is, whatever they did or failed to do,
...

Saying that this was what it felt like to put
the right foot forward, and then the left, saying
that this was the taste of morning porridge,
that of milk, and this other of a niggling
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Suniti namjoshi biography of rory

As the first blade bends,
Grass Blade murmurs,
'I bend, but do not break.'
Foot
...

Saying that this was what it felt like to put
the right foot forward, and then the left, saying
that this was the taste of morning porridge,
that of milk, and this other of a niggling
but persistent pain, saying —
that, I suppose, was what was distinctive —
being unable to keep my mouth shut,
my mind from working.

But a poet lives
like any other creature, talks perhaps
more than is normal, her doom no brighter,
nor her death less d