Nabaneeta Dev Sen

(13 January 1938 - / Kolkata / British India)

Memories Of A Floral Clock - Poem by Nabaneeta Dev Sen

Standing still by the nameless road
I hear the violence of rain
Beating on the panes
Going dark

Switching off the engine is not
Switching off memory
Your eyes
The floral clock
Survive the rain
And your tongue
The unseen pendulum
Keeps ticking away
Deep inside me
Telling time
Under the soil


[Translated by the poet]

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  • (3/19/2012 4:31:00 PM)


    A great poem like it, a great write. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 19, 2012



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