Flesh Tint - Poem by Dilip Chitre
Like a painting by Velazquez
A woman stands
Alone in the frame
Touched by the brush of light
Flesh Tint reflect Naples Yellow
In this greenish blue room?
What made the sun
Suddenly rise on the palette?
That beggarwoman on Tulsi Pipe Road
That streetwalker in Chicago
What immortal light has washed them
To make her stand here
In mysterious clarity?
Venice, Barcelona, Madrid, Rome
Florence, Castile, Nice,
Pune, Satara, Valsad, Palanpur, Jaisalmer,
Hissar, Ludhiana, Muzaffarpur, Bhuvaneshwar,
Ujjain, Jhansi, East Godavari, Karwar,
All geography is as colourless as linseed oil
Pigments come from the sky
Like a naked woman from over the Western Ghats
[Translated from Shesha: Selected Marathi Poems ]
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