Sep 26 2009

kālidāsa

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)       Continue reading

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 [...]