Black Marigolds (Chaurapanchasika) · 1919
50
Translated by E. Powys Mathers (Black Marigolds, 1919)
Even now
I know that I have savoured the hot taste of life
Lifting green cups and gold at the great feast.
Just for a small and a forgotten time
I have had full in my eyes from off my girl
The whitest pouring of eternal light.
The heavy knife. As to a gala day.
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