by Joe Winter | May 23, 2020 | Homage to Rabindranath Tagore, Poems
College Street Here, into a pair of cupped hands,fortunes will tumble, practically meetfrom crore after crore of words on stands.You know where I mean, in College Street. Past the university’s wallsthe going is soon less ordered and neat,yet more inviting, with...
by Joe Winter | May 23, 2020 | Homage to Rabindranath Tagore, Poems
Womanfor R.Woman in your brown eyes glints a new womanher burns heal and after the burn she is wholeher foot is sure at night where there is no footpathon the savage blind road of sunlight is no blindingin the din of each second’s note is no false noteher music is...
by Joe Winter | May 23, 2020 | Homage to Rabindranath Tagore, Poems
Sing Baulat the Kopai riverIn the dry grassblades next to the river,at ease on the hard earth, where the air quiversin the sharp grassblades, a soul is singing,an unseen bird winging among the tall grassblades,and up into mountain’s heights, down into tree’s roots,and...
by Joe Winter | May 23, 2020 | Homage to Rabindranath Tagore, Poems
Rup-Katha for A. and C. These welcoming gifts a new house has to hand:at back soft grass of dawn – and down the roadthe blind green reeds of the red Ganga at evening,and at the door the water...
by Joe Winter | May 23, 2020 | Homage to Rabindranath Tagore, Poems
Anniversary for T. and K. Five years ago the sun on a stream lit its way over a field. You entered that impossible gleam five years ago. The sun on a stream has a depth, drawn up from dream, all-burning, Earth-bound, unconcealed. Five years ago the sun on a stream lit...
by Joe Winter | May 23, 2020 | Homage to Rabindranath Tagore, Poems
When They Come after reading P. Lal’s Lessons When they come to take stock of usand see our stars, like fireflies in the night,flickering along, snapped out, flickering along . . .when they come out of the dark at usdown God knows what avenue of whispered...
