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Aathmaanaam's Little Princess - குட்டி இளவரசிக்கு ஒரு கடிதம் - Page 53

A letter to the Little Princess



Hello
How are you
What new game have you found now
How is your Scamp
Between the flowering plants
on the lawn
beneath the green trees so high
with butterflies around
between the wooden walls
from inside it's red kennel
Scamp peeps out
Outside there was a brown dog
Scamp came out wondering what's happening
Don't you know
our gathering is under the tree
Come soon, he said
He made his way through the multi-colored dogs
Asked a question
we have gathered here to
honor our chief
What did he find
with modesty Scamp said
Carrying the bag behind
The crowd dispersed
The next story is for you to say
With Love
Forever Yours

Footnote: The seemingly disconnected dots (lines) are connected by the 'little princess' ... Scamp (A Walt Disney Character) seems to be her another identity. Convoluted in appearance this children's poem is for the adult child. An evocative poem. Mischief brews itself and hides behind innocence.

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  1. குட்டி இளவரசிக்கு ஒரு கடிதம் (Page 53)

    இந்த கவிதை குட்டி இளவரசிக்கு எழுதப்பட்ட கவிதையாக என்னால் பார்க்க முடியவில்லை. இது ஒரு அரசியல் கவிதை. உடன் இருப்பவர்களின் மட்டுதன்மையையும், தன்னுடைய புத்திகூர்மையையும் மேலும் அடிமை போலாக்கப்பட்டிருப்பதையும் சொல்லும் கவிதையாக என் வாசிப்பு எனக்கு உணர்த்துகிறது.

    நந்தாவின் Forenote வேறு தளத்தில் என்னை யோச்சிக்க வைக்கிறது.

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  2. In the absence of memory, this poem springs out a reminder of a long gone uncle. I sent this translation to my sister immediately. She read it and called me right away with a heavy heart. I think the poem does pop a scamp out.

    The poem without the last two lines seems like an interplay between the poet and the reader, who are called upon to finish the story. The poem is full of images almost harking on the layout of romantics. Perhaps scamp deserves it.

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