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Seashell

November 24th, 2011 by naren bedide

Don't see me

as a useless blind shell

and throw me away

in disgust

 

For a minute

hold me to your ear

with patience.

Through me

you can listen to

infinite roars of the ocean.

Though you've separated

my ocean from me

I've assimilated the whole ocean in myself.

Whatever inference

you may draw from that roar,

I speak that language.

 

My translation of Sikhamani's Telugu poem 'aalcippa' from his collection of poetry, muvvala chEtikarra

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