Li-Young Lee and Displacement
We met online on Sep 12, 11 am, and studied a few poems of Li-Young Lee from his collection, The city in which I love you , and read poems on the theme: Displacement. I'll let some hard-hitting poems from the session do the talking :) The Note Left Behind by Riddhima Sen In a tranquil corner of the cafe, An empty chair made silence feel loud; Even amidst the jazz music pouring in from all sides: The smiling countenances— The white porcelain cups filled with piping hot coffee Or mocha Laced with a lining of Nutella Drizzled along the brim of the cup Like pearls of rain clinging onto the window of the bus, As she glanced outside the blurred window glass The sight of kids in yellow raincoats jumping in muddy puddles Ignited a suppressed nerve within her Something that had been concealed for centuries, The flashback of the note left behind On table no. 10 of Dilkash Cafe, The covered wound on her heart was laid bare again * Untitled by Nam Perugu Travelers must be content If the road ...
