Joy Goswami

(10 November 1954 - / Kolkata / India)

The Burning Bird Drops - Poem by Joy Goswami

Sizzling sound in the water
My sleep broken
A billion years of sleep

Over whose head
The hole of the sky, the iron cloud, and
Under that, circling, the silence of sinking earth

[Translated from 'Jwolte jwolte paakhi poDchhe' ( Bengali) by Poet himself]

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 19, 2012

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