詩歌賞析：Dream of the Evil Servant
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Dream of the Evil Servant
by Reetika Vazirani
New Delhi， 1967
1.
We kept war in the kitchen.
A set of ten bone china plates， now eight.
As if a perfumed guest stole her riches . . .
The next day she wanted to leave at noon.
I said， be back by four， I'm paying you.
She sat by the door，
she put out her hand，
her knuckles knocked against mine，
hard deliberate knuckles. I gave her cash.
Off to watch movies， off to smoke ganja.
2.
She came back late and high as if my fear asked for it.
I called her junglee.
Everything went off late ——
dinner， the children getting into bed;
but the guests understood：
they had servants too.
She stuck diaper pins in my children.
