AdIRA Naidu
From her new home in America Adira explores the richness, and sensibilities of her old life in Southern India.
To Spin the Universe Golden
In the night’s shrunken sleeve
a pale moon stalls at my window
Krishna plays flute
Parvati dances for her
I comb my hair silken
and for my mother
whose own life
is a silver stained river
of distances.
