(13 February 1879 - 2 March 1949 / Hyderabad / India)

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Alabaster

LIKE this alabaster box whose art
Is frail as a cassia-flower, is my heart,
Carven with delicate dreams and wrought
With many a subtle and exquisite thought.


Therein I treasure the spice and scent
Of rich and passionate memories blent
Like odours of cinnamon, sandal and clove,
Of song and sorrow and life and love.

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004


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  • Savita Tyagi (9/15/2009 8:06:00 PM)

    Beautiful and heart warming. Thank you for putting the collection together. I enjoy the site thoroughly.

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  • Oyekake Satty Joshua (3/2/2009 9:12:00 AM)

    Sarojini,
    This is sweet and pleasurable and I love it, intensely! !

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