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Black

by Sarita Jenamani

Black is a colour that signifies enigma, attraction and power. However, the Indian mindset is such that it doesn’t favour dark skin tone in women, says Sarita Jenamani through her poem.

She Comes
and casts a spell
on the banal moments
of your insignificant existence
Rage of her black silence
burns down
the constellation of your absurd ego
without your slightest knowledge

You who always
remained oblivious
of her illuminated self
fall into her fathomless darkness
in oblivion

Darkness that exists
in the womb of your mother
in the bewildered-black eyes of your baby
the darkness that lies beneath the earth
your last asylum
that engulfs your entire universe
and dazzles you

Sarita Jenamani was born in Katak, Odisha. She studied Economics and Management Studies in India and Austria. She writes in English, Hindi as well as in Oriya, her mother tongue. She is the author of two books of poetry. Her Poems have been published in a number of anthologies and literary journal including the prestigious PEN international. German translation of her poetry, “Splitter des Himmels” has been published in Austria in a book form. She received many writers fellowship in Germany as well as in Austria including „Künstlerdorf Schöppingen“’and Heinrich Böll foundation. She is a member of PEN Austria. Presently she is living and working in Vienna.

  1. Nice to share space in the same issue of Spark as you Sarita! Enjoyed the way you have brought out the worth of the esoteric black in your poem – womb, eyes, grave. Yes indeed, in the end all colors merge into black. A very worthy write!

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