The moment she tucks in the mosquito net and goes
to bed, her husband’s black hands fumble after
the snakes and frogs of her body: “You’re hurting me!
Let go!” In anger, those black hands twist her breasts.
He says, “Listen here, Sweta, don’t be coy.
If ever I find even the evening star
gesturing to you, or making eyes,
I’ll see that you fall into a hellish pit.”
Sweta’s white thighs swing back and forth in space
clinging to the back, her husband’s black back.
Copyright ©: Translated by Carolyne Wright and Paramita Banerjee
End of the poem
15 random poems
- An Elegy upon the Death of the Dean of St. Paul’s, Dr. John by Thomas Carew
- On Late Acquired Wealth (From The Greek) by William Cowper
- Константин Бальмонт – Что достойно, что бесчестно
- The Statesmen poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Astrophel and Stella: XXXIII by Sir Philip Sidney
- To Aphrodite by Sappho
- Огюст Барбье – Леонардо да Винчи
- Lyonnesse by Sylvia Plath
- Talk by Stephen Vincent Benet
- In Imitation of Chaucer poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
- Владимир Высоцкий – Марш аквалангистов
- Владимир Домрин – Якутия
- Алексей Толстой – Василий Шибанов
- Kinu Goala’s Alley – English Translation by Rabindranath Tagore
- Crows and Hawks by Richard Schiffman
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
