Congratulations to Sarah Maindonald for getting her poem published in The Press. Here it is:
Shakti/Diwali
Six women filled the room
Several continents
One colour
Laughter chasing
a small child
Found in hide and seek
Terrors for a moment shut firmly outside the door
Cold sinister shadow fingers uninvited in the hall
Momentarily displaced
She danced, this maharani,
Hands winding in on each other,
Belly sensuously curling in and out
A remnant of spirit unharmed
Weaving saffron in fine threads through the room
She danced
for Saraswati, for Lakshmi,for Kali
for Rama and Sita
diyas lighting the way
