I
Flowers reek of copper
Trees are glass. Monsoon
Tips my fingers.
II
Around rural shelves
Rivers sleep timid.
Frogs leap, untimely
III
Homely rain eventuates
You and I pluck petals
We drink no more.
Translating Tagore. Again.
6 years ago
I
Flowers reek of copper
Trees are glass. Monsoon
Tips my fingers.
II
Around rural shelves
Rivers sleep timid.
Frogs leap, untimely
III
Homely rain eventuates
You and I pluck petals
We drink no more.
1 comments:
You are very gifted
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