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Anamika, You Are Weeping, Your Wet Eyelashes, I Can See, Feel (To/ For Anamika, A Nameless Unknown Maiden)

Anamika, you are weeping,
The tears splashing the lashes
And the eyelids red with,
I can see you
Trying to avert and avoid the gaze,
Trying to wipe out
But the tears flowing,
Flowing in and out,
Wetting it all,
The hands, palms

And the handkerchief.
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Friday, October 3, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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