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Salma
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Stepped on in the dark,The cockroach was crushed
To pulp. All night,
An army of ants have
Marauded its flesh,
Leaving behind the carcass to show me
The novel sight of myself
With wings that can no longer rise in flight
And stick legs — no longer of use
© Translation: 2006, N Kalyan Raman
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© 2003, Salma
From: Pachchai Devathai
Publisher: Kalachuvadu Pathippagam, Nagercoil
From: Pachchai Devathai
Publisher: Kalachuvadu Pathippagam, Nagercoil
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Stepped on in the dark,The cockroach was crushed
To pulp. All night,
An army of ants have
Marauded its flesh,
Leaving behind the carcass to show me
The novel sight of myself
With wings that can no longer rise in flight
And stick legs — no longer of use
© 2006, N Kalyan Raman
From: Pachchai Devathai
From: Pachchai Devathai
IMAGE
Stepped on in the dark,The cockroach was crushed
To pulp. All night,
An army of ants have
Marauded its flesh,
Leaving behind the carcass to show me
The novel sight of myself
With wings that can no longer rise in flight
And stick legs — no longer of use
© 2006, N Kalyan Raman
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