darzentapa, the hero <br />we have been singing of him <br />from time immemorial <br /> <br />from where he comes, <br />out of the blue zero? <br />we can't imagine <br /> <br />our daughter, sister <br />sandepa's would-be wife <br />seduced by his false valour <br /> <br />eight young men dead <br />on the orange-mountains <br /> <br />orange-anecdotes die, <br />tea-gardens look for flight of green parrots <br /> <br />flight of drunken stairs... <br /> <br />let us pray for our sick words, <br />threatened, <br />words of our own, our only spiritual being...<br /><br />RUDRA KINSHUK<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/darzengtapa/
