Saturday, October 01, 2011

Poem by a late farmer poet

Different I am
so unusual my life
my death too, will surprise you
like untimely rain.

Fond of poetry
I exist like the cotton crop
its root sweet
alike the hard stem of sugarcane
Of my death, they will say
how it hangs
like decorations on door frames

-- Late Shri Krishna Kalamb, farmer poet

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