Sep
26
2009
From Kumārasambhava 5.24
As Parvati is meditating, the first rain drops of the monsoon fall on her:
sthitāḥ kṣaṇaṃ pakṣmasu tāḍitādharāḥ payodharotsedhanipātacūrṇitāḥ ।
valīṣu tasyāḥ skhalitāḥ prapedire cireṇa nābhiṃ prathamodabindavaḥ
and two lovely translations:
With momentary pause the first drops rest
Upon the lash then strike her nether lip,
Fracture the ladder of her waist then trip
And slowly [...]
Jun
29
2009
buson
Plum-blossoms everywhere,
I should go south,
I should go north.
Buson (1716-1783)
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Feb
7
2009
Partaw Naderi
On a Colourful Morning
by Partaw Naderi
I kissed her –
her whole body shivered Like a branch of almond blossom in the wind
Like the moon, like a star trembling on the water I kissed her –
her whole body shivered Her cheeks showed one colour her gaze revealed another
And the sun [...]








