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Bruised, but not Broken (poems) – 3. Water

Bruised, but not Broken (poems) -Challapalli Swarooparani  3. Water Just as water knows the ground’s incline, It knows the generations-old strife Between village and wada Like dampness on the well’s edge that never dries, It knows that untouchability never disappears. Water knows everything. It knows race The difference between the woman from Samaria and Jesus, […]

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Bruised, but not Broken (poems) – 2. An Ethnic Dream

Bruised, but not Broken (poems) -Challapalli Swarooparani  2. An Ethnic Dream The criss-crossed entangled forest seemsTo have gathered its hair neatly into a knot.Swallowed by a corporate whaleThat spits them out in the centre of Shilparamam*Small huts in deep sleep amidst green treesAppear doll houses with lime patternsAlluring. Nose studs, beaded necklaces, mirror blouses ofThe […]

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Bruised, but not Broken (poems)

Bruised, but not Broken (poems) -Challapalli Swarooparani  My Word           By and large the feminist movement in India has been about patriarchal oppression, experienced by dominant castes and middle class educated/urban women – gender discrimination: unequal man-woman relationships; undemocratic family system; burden of child-rearing and hardship of domestic chores as women […]

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