The Dark Daughter, I Saw Her On The Terracotta Tempe Walls Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey
The Dark Daughter, I Saw Her On The Terracotta Tempe Walls
The dark daughter,
I saw her
On the outer walls
Of the terracotta temples,
Lying under heat and dust,
The canopy of the open skies,
The replicas
Of the rustic folk,
The woman artisans and workers,
Wage-earners and construction-doers,
The labouring women folk.
Wednesday, September 16, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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