Traditional Poems from Pre-Modern South India
It was the very first night,
and the young girl showed surprising skill
in the arts of love
December 1, 2023 · 7 Comments
Sarojini Naidu: In the Bazaars of Hyderabad
What do you cry, O ye Fruit merchants?
Citron, pomegranate and plum.
What do you play, O ye musicians?
Sitar, Sarangi and drum.
September 1, 2023 · 18 Comments
