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Jiban Narah
Poetry
A grief mounting with the drumbeatsyou remained on the other bank
Knowing the bliss-hued leaves of trees as birds
yet you take the leaves for birds
Aware that the birds aren’t trees
yet you plant birds
Knowing that you’re on the other bank
yet the little boats haven’t ceased
to sink in the waves
Knowing you won’t be drenched
yet the sky hasn’t ceased to pour
A pain slowly mounting like the rains
a bird slowly dying
a pair of eyes slowly beginning to yellow
© Translation: 2009, Krishna Dulal Barua with inputs from Aruni Kashyap
From: The Buddha and Other Poems: Translated from the Assamese
Publisher: Monsoon Editions, Calicut, 2009
From: The Buddha and Other Poems: Translated from the Assamese
Publisher: Monsoon Editions, Calicut, 2009
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© 1996, Jiban Narah
From: Tumi Pokā Dhānar Dore Gondhāisā
Publisher: Puthi Niketan, Guwahati
From: Tumi Pokā Dhānar Dore Gondhāisā
Publisher: Puthi Niketan, Guwahati
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A grief mounting with the drumbeatsyou remained on the other bank
Knowing the bliss-hued leaves of trees as birds
yet you take the leaves for birds
Aware that the birds aren’t trees
yet you plant birds
Knowing that you’re on the other bank
yet the little boats haven’t ceased
to sink in the waves
Knowing you won’t be drenched
yet the sky hasn’t ceased to pour
A pain slowly mounting like the rains
a bird slowly dying
a pair of eyes slowly beginning to yellow
© 2009, Krishna Dulal Barua with inputs from Aruni Kashyap
From: The Buddha and Other Poems: Translated from the Assamese
Publisher: 2009, Monsoon Editions, Calicut
From: The Buddha and Other Poems: Translated from the Assamese
Publisher: 2009, Monsoon Editions, Calicut
Poetry
A grief mounting with the drumbeatsyou remained on the other bank
Knowing the bliss-hued leaves of trees as birds
yet you take the leaves for birds
Aware that the birds aren’t trees
yet you plant birds
Knowing that you’re on the other bank
yet the little boats haven’t ceased
to sink in the waves
Knowing you won’t be drenched
yet the sky hasn’t ceased to pour
A pain slowly mounting like the rains
a bird slowly dying
a pair of eyes slowly beginning to yellow
© 2009, Krishna Dulal Barua with inputs from Aruni Kashyap
From: The Buddha and Other Poems: Translated from the Assamese
Publisher: 2009, Monsoon Editions, Calicut
From: The Buddha and Other Poems: Translated from the Assamese
Publisher: 2009, Monsoon Editions, Calicut
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