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Vasant Abaji Dahake
Bogeyman
One more bogeymanflaps on a calendar, bragging.
They’re all prisoners of hope, shoulders
sagging in the present, lips festooned
with platitudes;
the loose change of their lives
rings on the floor, rolls away.
These treacherous seasons of ecstasy
go striding like colossi
across my torpid body.
© Translation: 2004, Ranjit Hoskote
BOGEYMAN
From: Yogabhrashta
Publisher: Mauj Prakashan Griha, Mumbai
Publisher: Mauj Prakashan Griha, Mumbai
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BOGEYMAN
From: Yogabhrashta
Bogeyman
One more bogeymanflaps on a calendar, bragging.
They’re all prisoners of hope, shoulders
sagging in the present, lips festooned
with platitudes;
the loose change of their lives
rings on the floor, rolls away.
These treacherous seasons of ecstasy
go striding like colossi
across my torpid body.
© 2004, Ranjit Hoskote
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