Unspoken, unheard
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words I never spoke
supposing you would
ask and ask
words I never heard
supposing you would
speak and speak
no other secrets
pauses for nothing else
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The sword under water
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The murderous sword
lies under water.
Today there are no
rivers of blood.
All the same
the taste of blood
embitters the river water.
Waiting for the river’s
unceasing compassion
to cleanse it entirely
the murderous sword
lies under water.
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-Translated by LAKSHMI HOLMSTRÖM
From TALISMAN: A JOURNAL OF CONTEMPORARY POETRY AND POETICS, Summer, 2010
Madhuram 