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Two poems by Ajay Koyimuttal
Kaudi, The blanket In her last years, Nani spent All her time stitching Kaudi. She did tens of them and gave Them away to her loved ones. She would gather all the Old clothes, cut them up, Stitch them in patches on Stretch of old sarees. These blankets she stitched So meticulously, almost Every hour of every day, Looked like her biography. All the childhood memories, Scattered in the red patches. Her teenage days in the Checkered yellow ones.. In the glittery embroidery On th
Sep 20, 2023
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