SONNET--Breakfast in Gurunathan Cafe
A Sonnet
Breakfast in Gurunathan Café
You that seateth café by Andal temple beside
Bestride upon stool behind kerosene stove
Busy with thy wares, quick in spirit
One that dons a banian snow – white
Schooling thou hast none, lettered scarce
Yet schooled in catering makes one amaze
As dosas hot on plate spread as lotus pad
Dawn lights the day, the town unfold
What art, subtle blessed skill thou possess
To churn out those gentle idlis
White as lily, soft jasmine, no crusts
Better than my better half’s breasts?
Piping coffee, crisp vada, sambar of onion
Tingling in taste, neat recipe fine.
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poem by Ramesh Iyengar
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