The Trait * Poem by Satya Prakash

The Trait *



Fishes leap in the rivers:
On the horizon
The clouds gather.

In your kitchen
Does not the
Kneaded flour leap
So that your Exile
May come back?

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* Note: Translated from Ajneya's 'SAGAR MUDRA'.





Note: This poem has been translated from Sachchidananda Vatsyayan 'Ajneya's' 'SAGAR MUDRA' an anthology of poems in Hindi.

- S.P.

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