{"id":265,"date":"2020-10-10T20:02:23","date_gmt":"2020-10-10T20:02:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/chintasutra.com\/english\/?p=265"},"modified":"2020-10-10T20:08:57","modified_gmt":"2020-10-10T20:08:57","slug":"there-is-no-goddess-and-others","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/chintasutra.com\/english\/there-is-no-goddess-and-others\/","title":{"rendered":"THERE IS NO GODDESS AND OTHERS"},"content":{"rendered":"

THERE IS NO GODDESS<\/span><\/strong>
\nAt the forest\u2019s edge, near moonlight
\nIn the midst of some mist
\nHad I not met her
\nI perhaps never would have known
\nThat eyes speak, as do lips and brow
\nThat insomnia has its own speech.
\nPerhaps never would have known
\nThe divinity in a caress
\nWith its own garland of words.
\nStrange!
\nTo be a woman means
\nDeep waters beneath one\u2019s navel
\nThe ocean\u2019s surge.
\nTo be a woman means
\nA city in hell
\nA mysterious fragrance floating
\nThrough the tumult of centuries.
\nBut I say:
\nWoman means ties
\nEnchantment
\nThe ethereal stamped on retinal walls.
\nWoman means silk-embroidered blue cushion
\nThe doe grown to life by mountain-sides
\nThe serenity on seeing the horizon all around.
\nWoman means
\nShadows dangling in dazzling light
\nIn whose womb
\nWe are beings bright.
\n(Translated from Bengali: Farhad Ahmed)<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n

THE SONG OF FLOWER<\/strong><\/span>
\nI have turned off the light
\nThe weather is like champagne
\nAnd the color of the light is like a pearl
\nAnd the silent sky surrounds me.<\/p>\n

Oh loneliness!
\nIn a city full of people
\nI’m so alone<\/p>\n

But I\u2019m still lucky!
\nThere is Attraction,
\nThere are shadows,
\nThere is love,
\nThe joy of spring,
\nThe color and the scent of flowers<\/p>\n

Oh! Flower!
\nSome are born in Cherry Velvet
\nSome in blood-red silk,
\nSome in the color of snowflakes.
\nThey shine like diamonds
\nTheir colors
\ntheir spectrum of light
\narouse my interest in life<\/p>\n

Their scent gave me a smell festooned in the moonlight,
\nand gave unlimited joy in the rain.
\nSo when all the loneliness is crawling
\nDown my chest
\nAnd the whole body
\nTheir songs continue to ring.
\nThrough All the neurons in the brain<\/p>\n

I live,
\nWell,
\nBeing happy
\nin these flowery evening.
\n(Translation: Iris May)<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n

THROUGH THE MONSOON
\n<\/strong><\/span>Standing beside the river,
\nI see portraits of myself
\nAnd whimsical designs and colors
\nGet lost in the monsoon
\nI got a smell of bonds.<\/p>\n

It seems,
\nThis slices of green,
\nSlowly trembling water,
\nThe western sunshine,
\nWomen, spring and
\nMore
\nAs if,
\nThey become a picture
\nIn my head, body, soul.<\/p>\n

But still it\u2019s wailing inside my chest!
\nIf I will leave
\nWill anyone think of me?
\nWill the same picture be created?
\n(Translation: Iris May)<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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