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Tag: Indian poetry

Desert

October 2011

The desert is a virgin— / its skin only as old / as the last thought.

I Won’t Let You Go!

April 2011

It’s the oldest cry resounding from earth to heaven / The solemnest lament, “I won’t let you go!”

That Woman

October 2010

That woman who spreads her legs, / who is beaten, who cannot hold / her grief or her drink. / Don’t become that woman.

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