Living
Stray Birds 119: The night kisses the fading day whispering to
Translated by Rabindranath Tagore (1916) · From Stray Birds (1916)
Living
The night kisses the fading day whispering to his ear, "I am death, your mother. I am to give you fresh birth."
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MLA
Tagore, Rabindranath. “Stray Birds 119: The night kisses the fading day whispering to.” Translated by Rabindranath Tagore. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/tagore/306/.
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Tagore, Rabindranath. “Stray Birds 119: The night kisses the fading day whispering to.” Translated by Rabindranath Tagore. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/tagore/306/.
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