Poetry at Sangam

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A LETTER FROM LESBOS by Mandakranta Sen

Translated by Sudeep Sen

Blood is on her face, chest; blood is in between her legs
This wild smell of blood has made me crave and beg

This fleshy smell of blood has made me lust for more
In the sea of desire, this is the triangular shore.

Is she a man, or a woman? — Who’s there to determine?
I’ve seen her in the dark — she is my light, she’s mine.

 

MANDAKRANTA SEN