Cutting Cluster Beans <br /> <br />Humidity danced <br />On my body in its <br />Ugly manifestation <br />Clothes clutching to body <br />O, rain in a couple of days, <br />Say the papers over two days <br />I go from one vendor <br />To the other; all dry <br />Faded colours of green <br />Red, yellow, orange <br />My palms damp <br />My eyes caught clusters <br />Bright green and tempting <br />On return home, I settle <br />In the sofa separating each <br />From the cluster with my <br />Working woman's hands <br />Each went into a vessel of <br />Salted water waiting to be <br />Chopped chopped n chopped <br />I stretch my hands to loosen...<br /><br />indira babbellapati<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/chopping-cluster-beans-on-a-summer-evening/
