Cutting the Sun - Chithra Banerjee Divakaruni Summary of the poem: The first part of the poem expresses the heat of the sun. The rage of the sun are in rasp-red and muscled as the tongues of iguanas. The image in this poem is fantastic, someone cutting the sun itself upon with massive blue scissors, finding flowers at its heart. The poem is a way out fantastical account of gardening and on the other hand, it spoke to the generative powers of the sun and how all life comes from it. The descriptions of the sun are physically grounded in the senses. The sun is 'gigantic hot', 'smelling of iron. The narrator sweats under it's says, almost losing identity against it's overwhelming power. It may be just a gardener cutting flowers, sweating under the sun. The sun-face looms over me, gigantic-hot, smelling of iron. Its rays striated, rasp-red and...
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