lesbian, art, poetry

Traveller’s Lament

I used to love the roads
as well as blood loves vein
fleeing from
running to
the geographies of other maps
where my race
charted like a cartographer’s

finds itself obscured
by the deviance of our desire

in all my darkness
i have never lost the way
nor forgotten the words of
this lamentation

La Sirena, Hotel Belmar Galeria, Mexico photo Kaushalya Bannerji, 2018

Global Warning

A motorcycle revs up the evening
somewhere a man forces himself
between a child’s legs
A silk-clad woman drinks her solitude
into stupor
A father afraid
of hungry tomorrows
breaks through a picket line
Dishonour is painful
and carries a thousand names.

Global Warning, Kaushalya Bannerji, 2019

Both poems copyright Kaushalya Bannerji 2019

lesbian, art, poetry

Linguistics II

(Kaushalya Bannerji, The Faces of 5 O’Clock, Sistervision Press, Toronto, 1996)

a poem is a dream

with many endings

just like words

are shapes that have no form

but human

lesbian, art, poetry Uncategorized

I Wanted to Write a Dyke


wanted to write a dyke poem

in your face rhetorical

a poem unbound angry as my curves

aching as the words you never see

me throw

wanted to write a dyke poem

struttingjeans ungirdled

fists that caress like fingers

a poem as inspiring as Bonnie

as Thelma and Louise as defiant

as Lila and Urmila

as erased by your herstory as Malinche and Draupadi

wanted poems

as hungry as Kali

fertile as Yemaya

bursting with women’s sad miracles like Mary

wanted to write a dyke

Kaushalya Bannerji, March 2019