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Konnagar, West Bengal

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dreams resplendent with green
i walk up the trees reaching the sky
i didn’t find any gashes or bleeding wounds
on its back
nobody has yet stabbed it
birds swim through an easy breast stroke
and flowers bloom as usual after the day closes its shutters
a voice of the baul plays on the strings
of a handloom river
night comes reverently
unleashing its warmth
i sleep unlikely
in the crypt and cradle of your stars.

Poem and Drawing on a hand made paper by Amitabh Mitra
Baul – A traditional folk singer of Bengal

 

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  • <a href="http://ingridwolfaardt.book.co.za" rel="nofollow">Ingrid</a>
    Ingrid
    June 17th, 2009 @14:24 #
     
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    like this!!!

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  • <a href="http://helenmoffett.book.co.za" rel="nofollow">Helen</a>
    Helen
    June 17th, 2009 @17:03 #
     
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    Me too, esp "handloom river"

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  • Sarah Frost
    Sarah Frost
    June 18th, 2009 @09:38 #
     
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    An effective poem Amitabh! I think the 'crypt and cradle' alliteration works well to create a sense of enclosure - also the life/death opposite makes for a strong ending to a visceral poem.

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  • <a href="http://wgt.book.co.za" rel="nofollow">Ndaba</a>
    Ndaba
    June 18th, 2009 @13:51 #
     
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    A well thought-out piece.

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  • <a href="http://poetsprintery.book.co.za" rel="nofollow">Amitabh</a>
    Amitabh
    June 19th, 2009 @15:15 #
     
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    Thanks Sarah, Happy that u enjoyed my poem
    Many thanks Ndaba
    Thanks Helen, Rural Bengal has nearly everything Handloom
    Thanks Ingrid

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