At the Treeroots (Arun Mitra Poems)
I've preserved my most intimate missive at the root of the treeAll my kinship is in its midstFor the found ...
I've preserved my most intimate missive at the root of the treeAll my kinship is in its midstFor the found ...
In my hand there's no magic boxAll my sport is of rubbing face in dust and sandAll my game is ...
There's the cluster of flowers on the faceAnd the whirling fiery steam all around.Such a chilly stream those flowers areSuch ...
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