Bruises (Chotain) , A Jane Hirschfield Poem In Hindi/Urdu Translation Poem by Ravi Kopra

ChotaiN,

Waqat main, duniya bhadi ho jaati hai.
surahee almaari se a girti hai.

-to be continued








BRUISES

In age, the world grows clumsy.

A heavy jar
leaps from a cupboard.
A suitcase has corners.

Others have no explanation.

Old love, old body,
do you remember—
carpet burns down the spine,
gravel bedding
the knees, hardness to hardness.

You who knew yourself
kissed by the bit of the ant,
you who were kissed by the bite of the spider.

Now kissed by this.

-Jane Hirschfield