Bernard Henrie (11/15/2008 10:10:00 PM)
Full of power and imagination. Wonderful.
by the way, you sent me a message about one of my poems, but i am not able to open the messge. If you were responding to my poem set in India, I would love to talk with you - not about my poem - but about the music of Nitin Sawhney & Reena Bhardwaj - the song is called 'Nadia.'
Would very much like to understand the repeated words.
http: //www.youtube.com/watch? v=Gsls5LnIsGo&NR=1
Night, Dim Night, and it Rains, My Love, it Rains*
The Christmas lighted ferry is dangerous
this time of year, the flooded black river
runs to tangling moss from bank to bank
and sly snapping turtles. Kiss me for luck
as I embark with my cardboard valise
of worthless wrist watches I sell in Delhi.
If I am naked when you visit my rooms
no need to avert your eyes, love knows
no shame. In the embers of deep sunset
I see a shadow on the ceiling, hieroglyph
of our intimate embrace. The wash stand
and pitcher know you, all men stand mute
as you pour water, silent as though spying
on the bathing women of the Ganges.
Title from a poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
Nitin Sawhney & Reena Bhardwaj - Nadia
http: //www.youtube.com/watch? v=Gsls5LnIsGo&NR=1
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