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Sport 25: Spring 2000

Late Mughal tomb

page 107

Late Mughal tomb

The tomb turns a shoulder to its mosque
and positions its terracotta-smocked,

unwaisted lines onto scaffolding.
It settles into landscape: light-limped,

empathetic, congruent with its air—
a Mrs Ramsay among tombs.

Green parrots stamp the flecked stone
in pairs. The two of us watch,

your hip compatible as the mosque
alongside, nor quite a prop to my back.

In the stone arch above our heads,
a fan of courtly parabolas.

Glass-cracks skew the symmetry
of empire. Splinters wild

to escape,
they could land anywhere.