(Adyar Bakery (?) Road, Madras, 1967)
between the caprice of birth
and the extinction by death
the inevitable living
in myriad kinds
The bean like limbs of the malnourished child and the weary bones of the feeble old man... what a contrast to the lush background and yet probably as resilient, even more so than the foliage.
But your text states all that succinctly.
i was thinking, did the culvert emerge to give them pause to decide life? this way or the other?