A hanging bridge
Disappearing
As one steps on it
A window extending its hand towards the Sun
With an orange
Three entwined fires
Under the same Japi
Three whistling women
Lying on the same bed of hay
Three rag dolls
Their faces tied up
Pointed by the eyes
Three hearths where mustard seeds pops
At the neigh of time-horse
In the light of earth of illusion
Kept alive in the aquarium
Three fishes living on vermilion
# Translated from Assamese to English by: Bibekananda Chowdhury
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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