Bankim Let Poems

You live far away.

Way too far from me;
Maybe in an arable valley you live
...

neither you nor I,

but our washed-out clothes:
shirts, kameezes, and briefs
...

The trees within me still tremble
Beside the river, beside the temple

The egret, in the marsh, in search of fish
...

Peacocks could,
in the forest
or
in the zoos,
...