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kamala das
No man is an island, but some of us are long peninsulas.
Children are funny things, they laugh
In mirth at other's tears, I buried
My face in the sun-warmed hedge
And smelt the flowers and the pain.
-- Kamala Das, Punishment in Kindergarten
Children are funny things, they laugh
In mirth at other's tears, I buried
My face in the sun-warmed hedge
And smelt the flowers and the pain.
-- Kamala Das, Punishment in Kindergarten
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kamala das is too good... this was a poem i studied in school.. however a personal favorite is maggots by kamala das... do chk it out...
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Maggots
loved her for the last time and left...
That night in her husband's arms, Radha felt
so dead that he asked, "What is wrong,
Do you mind my kisses, love?" And she said,
No, not at all, but thought, What is
It to the corpse if the maggots nip?
--Kamala Das, in "The Maggots" from "The Descendants"
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Re: Maggots
here it is
At sunset, on the river bank, Krishna
Loved her for the last time and left...
That night in her husband's arms, Radha felt
So dead that he asked, What is wrong,
Do you mind my kisses, love? And she said,
No, not at all, but thought, What is
It to the corpse if the maggots nip?
by
Kamala Das
http://www.bharatsutra.de/phpBB2/viewtopic.php?p=3360&
here is a link for some interesting poetry