An early wake-up call
your first lover
touches your shoulder
the rain has stopped
at last
a faint breeze
blows moisture
on your eyes
An early wake-up call
About the poet
Dilip Chitre
Dilip Purushottam Chitre (17 September 1938 – 10 December 2009) was one of the foremost Indian poets and critics to emerge in the post Independence India. Apart from being a very important bilingual writer, writing in Marathi and English, he was also a teache…
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They tell me your colour is blue
They tell me your colour is blueMy life-breath feeds on your inspiring luminous pastures
Discarded lovers
Discarded loverswith charred eyes
It's all mixed up:
It's all mixed up: Vladimir, Yaroslav,The skeletons of monks in the underground church,
At midnight in the bakery at the corner
At midnight in the bakery at the cornerWhile bread and butter-biscuits are being baked
Through her blood's lightly layered
Through her blood's lightly layeredHazy darkness
