My Father

No black, no white,
Everything is grey in your mystic world;
You did not teach binaries to me
I could become a human being
In your androgynous world.

I remember a Bengali
As I think of you who
Worships motherhood;
I was your headdress
Your second mother.

You would treat me as if
I’m the Greek goddess who
Sprang from her father’s head;
I wish I could always cover you
As your loving headdress.

(“My Father” is a tribute to my late father and a response to Sylvia Plath’s “Daddy”.)

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