Two Poems
Michael Ondaatje, 20 August 1998
“... House on a Red Cliff There is no mirror in Mirissa the sea is in the leaves the waves are in the palms old languages in the arms of the casuarina pine parampara parampara, from generation to generation The flamboyant a grandfather planted having lived through fire lifts itself over the roof unframed the house an open net where the night concentrate ... ”