Daily Archives: November 6, 2017

कविता – सेतो लुगामा कालो

अरूका लागि भोकै बस्न कठिन रहेछ ! सुनेर पनि नसुनेझैं गरिरहेछन् भोगेर पनि नभोगेझैं गरिरहेछन् देखेर पनि नदेखेझैं गरिरहेछन् हात बाँधेर आफ्नो केवल हेरिरहेछन् कतै  र खोजिरहेछन् आफ्नै नाभिको कस्तूरी ! चारैतिर शून्यता चलेका बेला आवाज निकाल्न ठूलै शाहस चाहिने … Continue reading

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Poem – The New Remorse

The sin was mine; I did not understand. So now is music prisoned in her cave, Save where some ebbing desultory wave Frets with its restless whirls this meagre strand. And in the withered hollow of this land Hath Summer … Continue reading

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Poem – Santa Decca

THE Gods are dead: no longer do we bring To grey-eyed Pallas crowns of olive-leaves! Demeter’s child no more hath tithe of sheaves, And in the noon the careless shepherds sing, For Pan is dead, and all the wantoning By … Continue reading

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