Poetry at Sangam

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KT 28: Avvaiyar by Vivek Narayanan

Attack?  Knock heads at it?    What if I
I don’t know    on some pretext
shouted   AAAAAA
while the whirl-shifted wind slapped my
fretting pain    at an unknowing sleeping town?

 

 

 

Vivek Narayanan