Poem
Nirupama Dutt
WICKED WOMAN
If you come to my cityyou are bound to find
my name in the roster
of wicked women
I have all that it takes
to be as wicked
as they come
I have a goblet
brimming over
in my hand
My laughter is known
for its abandon
Flames find a home
in my mouth
My hear beats and
every nerve does
a little dance
The road is at my feet
And just the sky above
I have the courage to bear
and express myself without fear
© Translation: 2001, Nirupama Dutt
WICKED WOMAN
© 1997, Nirupama Dutt
From: Published in various mags/collections
From: Published in various mags/collections
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WICKED WOMAN
If you come to my cityyou are bound to find
my name in the roster
of wicked women
I have all that it takes
to be as wicked
as they come
I have a goblet
brimming over
in my hand
My laughter is known
for its abandon
Flames find a home
in my mouth
My hear beats and
every nerve does
a little dance
The road is at my feet
And just the sky above
I have the courage to bear
and express myself without fear
© 2001, Nirupama Dutt
From: Published in various mags/collections
From: Published in various mags/collections
WICKED WOMAN
If you come to my cityyou are bound to find
my name in the roster
of wicked women
I have all that it takes
to be as wicked
as they come
I have a goblet
brimming over
in my hand
My laughter is known
for its abandon
Flames find a home
in my mouth
My hear beats and
every nerve does
a little dance
The road is at my feet
And just the sky above
I have the courage to bear
and express myself without fear
© 2001, Nirupama Dutt
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