The fisherman has landed on the riverbank.
Kalidas becomes watchful.
And in the fish's stomach, our heroine's ring is watchful.
No, no deals for you here,
fisherman. Go away!
This time
no memory will just glide into your net.
The world-to-be
will not get caught on your hook
this time, fisherman.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem