Anklets in my Hand
An excerpt from my winning poem “Yes, Draupadi and Sita are alive”:
Every night when a woman surrenders against her wishes,
Every day when a woman is adjudged for her choices,
Draupadi and Sita come back to life, wailing the woman’s plight
About the book:
Should the Anklets alone enjoy the bliss of embracing the anklets?’ Asked the Mind and the heart replied, ‘Anklets are a poetry to a woman, she can wear it as a crown or brace around her wrist. Anklets in my hands is a Poetry collection written by 32 women poets garlanding the strings of anklets through words and emotions creating tinkers of change and acceptance.
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