Back from a Walk Murdered by the sky.Among the forms that move toward the snakeand the forms searching for crystalI will let my hair grow.With the limbless tree that cannot singand the boy with the white egg face.With the broken-headed animalsand the ragged water of dry feet. With all that is tired, deaf-mute,and a butterfly…
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Every Song Every song is the remains of love. Every light the remains of time. A knot of time. And every sigh the remains of a cry. Federico García Lorca Translated by A. S. Kline © Copyright 2007 All Rights Reserved ……………….. हर गीत चुप्पी है प्रेम की हर तारा चुप्पी है समय की समय…
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Woodcutter. Cut out my shadow. Free me from the torture of seeing myself fruitless. Why was I born among mirrors? The daylight revolves around me. And the night herself repeats me in all her constellations. I want to live not seeing self. I shall dream the husks and insects change inside my dreaming into my…
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नए गीत तीसरा पहर कहता है- मैं छाया के लिए प्यासा हूँ चांद कहता है- मुझे तारों की प्यास है बिल्लौर की तरह साफ़ झरना होंठ मांगता है और हवा चाहती है आहें मैं प्यासा हूँ ख़ुशबू और हँसी का मैं प्यासा हूँ चन्द्रमाओं, कुमुदनियों और झुर्रीदार मुहब्बतों से मुक्त गीतों का कल का एक…
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