Kaushalya Bannerji ~~ A New Remembrance ~~ “My Dida’s House”
The poem ends with a stark image of a gender divide.
My world was always one of communicative women, harsh-voiced or sweet, and silent men appearing like fullstops at the end of hurried sentences.
Strategically locating this at the end of the poem ties the telling to the told in a memorable fashion.
And so for day 1914