get it india

5000 years of tomato heart
diced on woodgrain
this kitchen now a choreography
of knives and colour bursts
in nutmeg breeze
a Bollywood sunset
sliced under sweet onion flame
crushed by a dozen garlic-faced ideas, chick-peas
and cumin seeds, cardamom smokes
mortar n pestle beats to the thick bass
in a haze of mustard seeds pop
and chilli bites my finger, the colour
of clove tears.
Sweet fenugreek in between sweeps
of garam masala, and hits of ginger,
tamarind, turmeric
and green chilli,
and red lentils
melt in cinnamon goat
curry, a gravy of culture