Does that girl,
eyes like flowers, gathering flowers
from pools for her garlands, driving away the parrots
from the millet fields,
does that girl know at all
or doesn’t she,
that my heart is still there with her
bellowing sighs
like drowsy midnight elephant?
[Kapilar {100-200 A.D.} 'What He Said', Kuṟ 142, from The Interior Landscape: Classical Tamil Love Poems, trans. from the Tamil by A.K. Ramanujan]
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