Poem
Debarati Mitra
No, No and No
There\'s no hurry,If you say this isn\'t the time
I agree to wait
No longer the mirror
In you a translucent curtain
The candle\'s fairy with her small bright tongue
Licks the sweet darkness.
Alone, I watch from afar
Strains of the cricket\'s song wafting towards the balcony.
Not somebody, I know I\'m not anyone
Yet I remain waiting
If I can hear your arm suddenly opening a window –
That face, white clear clouds
If they become waves plunging into my sea
The eye rests once
On the pared nails, a few remote stars
Whose rays haven\'t reached this sky.
There\'s no fear, but is there no hope?
There are countless lives yet –
Insect life, animal life, vegetation, sand and stone life
I don\'t object to any –
I\'ll stay around your footsteps
I want to hear how many times you say no
How many times you can say no.
© Translation: 1995, Sanjukta Dasgupta
NO, NO AND NO
© 1995, Debarati Mitra
From: Kabitasamagra
Publisher: Ananda Publishers, Kolkata
From: Kabitasamagra
Publisher: Ananda Publishers, Kolkata
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No, No and No
There\'s no hurry,If you say this isn\'t the time
I agree to wait
No longer the mirror
In you a translucent curtain
The candle\'s fairy with her small bright tongue
Licks the sweet darkness.
Alone, I watch from afar
Strains of the cricket\'s song wafting towards the balcony.
Not somebody, I know I\'m not anyone
Yet I remain waiting
If I can hear your arm suddenly opening a window –
That face, white clear clouds
If they become waves plunging into my sea
The eye rests once
On the pared nails, a few remote stars
Whose rays haven\'t reached this sky.
There\'s no fear, but is there no hope?
There are countless lives yet –
Insect life, animal life, vegetation, sand and stone life
I don\'t object to any –
I\'ll stay around your footsteps
I want to hear how many times you say no
How many times you can say no.
© 1995, Sanjukta Dasgupta
From: Kabitasamagra
From: Kabitasamagra
No, No and No
There\'s no hurry,If you say this isn\'t the time
I agree to wait
No longer the mirror
In you a translucent curtain
The candle\'s fairy with her small bright tongue
Licks the sweet darkness.
Alone, I watch from afar
Strains of the cricket\'s song wafting towards the balcony.
Not somebody, I know I\'m not anyone
Yet I remain waiting
If I can hear your arm suddenly opening a window –
That face, white clear clouds
If they become waves plunging into my sea
The eye rests once
On the pared nails, a few remote stars
Whose rays haven\'t reached this sky.
There\'s no fear, but is there no hope?
There are countless lives yet –
Insect life, animal life, vegetation, sand and stone life
I don\'t object to any –
I\'ll stay around your footsteps
I want to hear how many times you say no
How many times you can say no.
© 1995, Sanjukta Dasgupta
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