A Small Child Standing With A Cloth-Bag Full Of Collected Potatoes At Eve Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey
A Small Child Standing With A Cloth-Bag Full Of Collected Potatoes At Eve
When the fields were tilled
And furrowed,
Potatoes were collected
As far as possible, I saw
The small child and the grand mother
After having researched some
In cloth bags
Waiting by the way to go home,
The small child was happy and tired
And the legs and hands soil-stained.
Monday, March 25, 2024
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