Spring-Wind Passed By Our Door Poem by Dina Nath Nadim

Spring-Wind Passed By Our Door

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Spring-wind passed by our door
and
with restive fingers
beat its breast.
I asked a flower, 'What happened?'
In a corner
it puckered its lips.
Soon a dry petal appeared
and
the springbushes
beat their breasts.

[Translated by Arvind Gigoo]

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Dina Nath Nadim

Dina Nath Nadim

Srinagar, Kashmir / India
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