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My Mother at Sixty-six by Kamala Das

Hello everybody, hope that you all are fine. In this blog I am going to talk about the poet Kamala Das, then there will be the poem My Mother at Sixty-six and it will be followed by the theme of the poem and word meanings.

My Mother at Sixty-six

About the poet: Kamala Das is the pen name (nom de plume) of Madhavi Kutty.  She was born on 31st March 1934 at Punnayurkulum in Kerala. She is one of the greatest poets of India. She is known for her indigenous style and flovour of poetry. She wrote many novels and short stories. Her poetic creations are contained in four volumes. They are: Summer in Calcutta (1965), The Descendants (1967), The Old Playhouse and Other Poems (1973) and Stranger Time (1977). Apart from writing in English she also wrote in her mother tongue, Malayalam. She was a very sensitive writer who could deal with intricate human psychology. She died on 31st May 2009 in Pune of Maharashtra. My Mother at Sixty-six was written in 1999.

 My Mother at Sixty-Six


Driving from my parent’s
home to Cochin last Friday
morning, I saw my mother,
beside me,
doze, open mouthed, her face
ashen like that
of a corpse and realised with pain
that she was as old as she
looked but soon
put that thought away, and
looked out at Young
Trees sprinting, the merry children spilling
out of their homes, but after the airport’s
security check, standing a few yards
away, I looked again at her, wan, pale
as a late winter’s moon and felt that old
familiar ache, my childhood’s fear,
but all I said was, see you soon, Amma,
all I did was smile and smile and
smile......






Theme of the poem:


The poem is all about aging and fear of loss and separation. The poet looks at her mother  and is worried about advancing age.

Word Meanings:

1.       ashen                         pale
2.  corpse                        dead body
3.  sprinting                    running
4.  merry                         happy
5.  spilling                       moving out quickly
6.  wan                             looking pale and weak

7.  ache                            pain

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