Naked Lonely Hand (Nagna Nirjan Hat) (Jibanananda Das Poems)
Darkness once again thickens throughout the sky:This darkness, like light's mysterious sister.She who has loved me always,Whose face I have ...
Darkness once again thickens throughout the sky:This darkness, like light's mysterious sister.She who has loved me always,Whose face I have ...
Don't tell a camel about need and want.Look at the big lipspursedin perpetual kiss,the dangerous lashesof a born coquette.The camel ...
Win' a-blowin' gentle so de san' lay low, San' a little heavy f'om de rain, All de pa'ms a-wavin' an' a-weavin' slow, Sighin' ...
I'm back down in ole Georgy w'ere de sun is shinin' hot,W'ere de cawn it is a-tasslin', gittin' ready fu' ...
You dweller in the dark cabin,To whom the watermelon is always purple,Whose garden is wind and moon,Of the two dreams, ...
W'en de leaves begin to fall,An' de fros' is on de ground,An' de 'simmons is a-ripenin' on de tree;W'en I ...
Roosevelt was worth 6, 7 million dollarsHe was TightFrog waitsTill poor flyFlies byAnd then they got himThe pool of clear ...
Las' time 'at Uncle Sidney come,He bringed a watermelon home-- An' half the boys in town,Come taggin' after him.--An' heSays, when ...
I know that what I did was wrong;I should have sent you far away.You tempted me, and I'm not strong;I ...
I belonged to the church,And to the party of prohibition;And the villagers thought I died of eating watermelon.In truth I ...
The cooling fading sunset Ribbons of pink, wisps, swirls, pulled threads of taffy darkening color like watermelon taffy changing to ...
Earliest morning, switching all the tracks that cross the sky from cinder star to star, coupling the ends of streets ...
Just when I thought there wasn't room enough for another thought in my head, I had this great idea-- call ...
Photograph negative her black arm: a diving porpoise, sprawled across the ice-banked pillow. Head: a sheet of falling water. Her ...
"Too many things are occurring for even a big heart to hold." - From an essay by W. B. Yeats ...
O crows circling over my head and cawing! I admit to being, at times, Suddenly, and without the slightest warning, ...
RUM tiddy um, tiddy um, tiddy um tum tum. My knees are loose-like, my feet want to sling their selves. ...
Color of lemon, mango, peach, These storybook villas Still dream behind Shutters, thier balconies Fine as hand- Made lace, or ...
I am Ebenezer Bleezer, I run BLEEZER'S ICE CREAM STORE, there are flavors in my freezer you have never seen ...
I belonged to the church, And to the party of prohibition; And the villagers thought I died of eating watermelon. ...
At Quattro Gatti, she is the poet-in-residence: In Barcelona, Piccasso started here, painting A humble sketch of a picket-white fence. ...
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