The poem must have been something I found on the internet in the '90s. It mentioned "breasts or buboes" and I might have asked about what that second word meant. Back then, occasionally I would get e-mails from Indian men because the handle of my hotmail was the same as a man's first name. One time I got an e-mail in which the guy was asking about arranging a marriage, so I wrote him back and asked if I could get an opinion on a poem. For some reason, the guy said I could send it to him. After I sent it he never replied, though...
"Sari
Worn soft with history
and hard water,
a sari in a field,
nine yards of womanslough,
issues soundlessly
into estuaries, archipelagos,
indentations, thrusts –
breasts
or buboes?
Snakeskin, wordless,
spinning out its own yarn,
with barley and sunshine,
of a rented body,
a life on lease."
~ A. Subramaniam
"Read Where I Live Online by Arundhathi Subramaniam | Books"
https://www.scribd.com/book/353212283/Where-I-Live
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