Indi’s Poem to Sita March 10, 2010Posted by ravana in Uncategorized.
So, my son Indrajit has been hot on the trail of Rama for a month now in India, and writing about yours truly while he’s at it. I don’t get on the blogosphere much these days, what with my ten heads being kept fairly occupied with other pressing matters of cosmic proportions, like watching Mervin Silva as a judge on Dancing Star.
Indrajit, it appears, has also been besotted with the lovely Sita since he went over. It’s positively incestuous. I found a poem to her on his Facebook. I think it’s fresh off his keyboard, and I don’t think he’d mind if I reproduce it here.
Modern steel sculpture of Rama and Sita, Tapovan, near Nasik
Sita, if you meet her,
Greet her, do beseech her
She’s unbridgeable, unmovable,
Sita, none is sweeter
Bird of paradise, Demeter
She’s slender like the ether
And tensile like the steel
Sita, be my preacher
Tell me when and how to meet a
Such a lovely doe-eyed creature
Swimming fish-eyed in the stream
But it’s a thousand miles to reach her
From her stomach to beneath her
It’s impossible to meet her,