Pull a Kali

One day, talking to Clare, the living divine comedy herself, she did THIS in the middle of conversation...

...saying offhandedly a phrase like "pull a Kali." After I recovered from the shock, I considered how much more expressive it was than saying, "What a freak out," "Life is strange," "F*ck you," or "Wild!," since it could mean any of the above.  Monica pulled a Kali, too, and affirms that it feels really good.

That's because this change-of-seasons seems to belong to Kali.  Opposites come together, like morning glories blossoming as leaves turn red.  Rosh Hashanah, Id al-Fitr, the autumn equinox, Yom Kippur, and Sharadiya Navaratri--the Nine Days of the Mother Divine--pile on top of each other.  Summer ends, school starts, and you can smell sweetness and funk all mixed together.  Here is the great goddess of birth and death herself, whose image says it best.

And if you feel like pulling a Kali, send us your pic and we'll add it to the post.  Meanwhile, here is DB2's contribution: three poems about Her, written in Fall 2008.--JEB

Comments

[Joel]

Julie, your Kali is awesome! Loved your poems, DEB3.