Journal of South Asian Literature. v 11, V. 11 ( 1976) p. 59.


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FOR LOVE'S RECORD

I watched the woman walk away with him,

And now I think of her as bold and kind, Who gathered men as shells and put them byo

No matter how they loved she put them byo

I found no evil in her searching eyes.

Such love as hers could bear no common code. Vibrating woman in her nights of joy,

Who gathered men as shells and put them by.

With her I kept my distance (not too far)

But heard the music of her quickened breathe Laughing sorceress to harlequins,

Who gathered men as shells and put them bye

Against my will but somewhat reconciled,

I let her go who gave but would not bind. She grew in love abandoning her ties,

No matter how they loved she put them by.



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