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From: eokane@charm.UUCP (Evan Kane)
Newsgroups: net.poems
Subject: Song of India
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Date: Fri, 10-Aug-84 07:53:43 EDT
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Posted: Fri Aug 10 07:53:43 1984
Date-Received: Sat, 11-Aug-84 01:15:07 EDT
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                Song of India
           
           I sip my wine while waiting,
           The gentle embers glow,
           I'm lifted, freely floating,
           Content to be alone.
           
           The dishes start arriving,
           Dispensed by skillful hands,
           Samosa, dosa, chutney,
           Tandoori, dal and naan.
           
           The savory aromas
           Ascend and permeate
           With cinammon and tamarind,
           With turmeric and mace,
           
           With coriander, cardamom
           In subtle measure mingled,
           In careful cunning woven
           By strategies of old.
           
           I wander lightly, deftly,
           Wherever fancy wends,
           Through magic realms of fable
           In ancient Asian lands.
           
           The undeciphered spices
           Forever beckon on,
           With slowing gait I follow,
           Reluctant to be done.
           
           My appetite betrays me,
           The voyage has an end,
           But even though I'm sated
           The pleasure lingers on
           
           And nourishment disperses
           In slowly seeping flow
           To capillary endings
           In fingertips and toes.
           
                Evan Kane 8/10/84