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Painting on wall of Brihadishwara Temple in Trichy
You Devil
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Oh, you devil,
I have caught you at last
and nailed you to the neemtree.
But on another night
while I was deep in sleep
you cracked the tree open
and came out
to play the magical witchery:
You licked the live blood
and laughed softly.
I called upon the mantras
in your name, in mine,
in the name of the One
who created both of us
to imprison you
in me.
Today, my love,
you are my angel.
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Notes: This is a Tamil Dalit poem. The Tamil are the Tamil speaking peoples of south India. Dalit is the term for the untouchable casts of India. We found these poems on the web at /www.ou.edu/worldlit/onlinemagazine/SA2004/11608-15-May-_$B!D_(Bg%20SIVANARAYAN.pdf
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