Ranjit Hoskote

(29 March 1969 - / Mumbai / India)

Milarepa - Poem by Ranjit Hoskote

A crust of mountain for breakfast
with a smear of dew to wash it down,
a torn cotton robe against the wind.
His name burnt out, Milarepa sings to himself
as he travels the centuries.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 26, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 27, 2012


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