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Jayanta Mahapatra

(22 October 1928 - / Cuttack / India)

Poems of Jayanta Mahapatra

1. A rain of rites 12/27/2013
2. A Summer Poem 12/27/2013
3. Ash 3/29/2012
4. Dawn at puri 12/27/2013
5. Dhauli 12/27/2013
6. Freedom 3/29/2012
7. Grandfather 12/27/2013
8. Her Hand 3/29/2012
9. Hunger 3/29/2012
10. Main temple street 12/27/2013
11. Sanskrit 12/27/2013
12. Summer 12/27/2013
13. Taste for Tomorrow 12/27/2013
14. The Captive Air of Chandipur-on-Sea 12/27/2013
15. The Indian Way 12/27/2013
16. The Moon Moments 12/27/2013
17. The Vase 12/27/2013
18. Twilight 12/27/2013

Hunger

It was hard to believe the flesh was heavy on my back.
The fisherman said: Will you have her, carelessly,
trailing his nets and his nerves, as though his words
sanctified the purpose with which he faced himself.
I saw his white bone thrash his eyes.

I followed him across the sprawling sands,
my mind thumping in the flesh's sling.
Hope lay perhaps in burning the house I lived in.

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