Jewish Wedding in Bombay (Nissim Ezekiel Poems)
Her mother shed a tear or two but wasn't reallycrying. It was the thing to do, so she did itenjoying ...
Her mother shed a tear or two but wasn't reallycrying. It was the thing to do, so she did itenjoying ...
Kept up by relays of generations youngNever dies at halyards the blithe chorus sung;While in sands, sounds, and seas where ...
1/ The taste of a poem is in the relishing sweet, sour or bitter cold, lukewarm or hot The test ...
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