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Thursday, May 17, 2012
Sunday, May 13, 2012
After Kalidasa (Addressing the Cloud, the poet muses on the tastelessness & tawdry appeal of commonplace cyber-communication, when compared with the subtle satisfactions of a proper Megadhuta-gram) [homage]
Do thou when trundling north O cloud
on winds of might that buffet you
note mortals clacking keyboards loud
till (glancing yon) they covet you?
who would (what maiden gold of mien)
prefer black clacking modes of speech
to dulcet whispers soft serene
in sundown hues: ocher & peach?
Saturday, May 12, 2012
Megadhutam Riff [rubai]
The low-hanging cloud-mass was high enough tech for me
the messenger tarried (if only a sec) for me
when banished & distant from one whom the heart adores
that heavenly email looked lovely as heck for me
Monday, May 7, 2012
Robert Browning Riff [couplet]
Verse-making was the least of my vices
long's the list! a mere couplet suffices
long's the list! a mere couplet suffices
Sunday, May 6, 2012
"In my heart" [ghazal]
by Bhau Kalchuri
O Meher since you gained sway in my heart
there's naught save pain & dismay in my heart
your wine turned into a blade in my heart
heartbroken! groovy! I say in my heart
I'm facing mountains of trouble & woe
Beloved! where is your jai in my heart?
I wot not whither my wander might wend
I merely follow whim's way in my heart
with naught save shipwreck & tumult O Bhau
you're ruined yet somehow okay in your heart
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[re-rendered into English verse by David Raphael Israel]
Bhau's own literal English translation of his Hindi ghazal appears in the volume Meher Sarod.
O Meher since you gained sway in my heart
there's naught save pain & dismay in my heart
your wine turned into a blade in my heart
heartbroken! groovy! I say in my heart
I'm facing mountains of trouble & woe
Beloved! where is your jai in my heart?
I wot not whither my wander might wend
I merely follow whim's way in my heart
with naught save shipwreck & tumult O Bhau
you're ruined yet somehow okay in your heart
================
[re-rendered into English verse by David Raphael Israel]
Bhau's own literal English translation of his Hindi ghazal appears in the volume Meher Sarod.
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