Indian Weavers – Sarojini Naidu

Sarojini Naidu  (13 February 1879 - 2 March 1949 / Hyderabad / India)

Sarojini Naidu
(13 February 1879 – 2 March 1949 / Hyderabad / India)


WEAVERS, weaving at break of day,
Why do you weave a garment so gay? . . .
Blue as the wing of a halcyon wild,
We weave the robes of a new-born child.

Weavers, weaving at fall of night,
Why do you weave a garment so bright? . . .
Like the plumes of a peacock, purple and green,
We weave the marriage-veils of a queen.

Weavers, weaving solemn and still,
What do you weave in the moonlight chill? . . .
White as a feather and white as a cloud,
We weave a dead man’s funeral shroud.

1 thought on “Indian Weavers – Sarojini Naidu

  1. It is early morning here. Snow lies upon the ground, with more to come. The sky is rich in sunrise colors. I find myself reading the English language poems on your blog.
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