Parting – Gnanakoothan

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People part
They part in great numbers
In buses
Railway stations, with wide platforms and
Yellow-eyed hanging clocks
In towns and cities
They part.
Parents ,children , lovers , couples , monks
The poor , the rich
They all part

They leave in Ships
The 6 o’clock flight in the evening that
Flies to the NorthWest

They all choose a direction to part
Here …
This noon of the July is parting too
Gradually
Would it ever give me a reason ?

(Translated by Karthik)

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