Malay Roy Choudhury
Motorbike - Poem by Malay Roy Choudhury
I am on motorbike yezdi yamaha
when flanked by horizon gallop backwards through sand blizzard
tinsel clouds explode at my feet without helmet
and speed-split air at eighty
in midsummer simoon
each sound-cart recedes
onrushing lorries flee in a flash
No time to brood but Yes
accident expected anytime
may even turn into a junkheap in a drought-nursed field.
Translation of Bengali original 'Motor Cycle'
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