BY AMRITA PRITAM
TRANSLATED FROM THE PUNJABI BY D.H. TRACY & MOHAN TRACY
There were two kingdoms only:
the first of them threw out both him and me.
The second we abandoned.
Under a bare sky
I for a long time soaked in the rain of my body,
he for a long time rotted in the rain of his.
Then like a poison he drank the fondness of the years.
He held my hand with a trembling hand.
“Come, let’s have a roof over our heads awhile.
Look, further on ahead, there
between truth and falsehood, a little empty space.”
5 thoughts on “Empty Space”
What a beautiful connection between the marvelous abstract and the poem.
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Thank you 😊. Amrita Pritam is a legend in Indian literature.
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Deep, thoughts needed for this beautiful work
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