“Wet” A Poem by N Prabhakaran

// March 10th, 2011 // Cultural Politics

Malabar Giant Squirrel on a dry branch at Aralam

The whole forest is in fire

What am I but a mere jungle fowl

All the trees are burning bright

I am just a giant squirrel

What is left is the little wet of poetry

Will it keep me for ever?


Translated from Malayalam by Ajay Sekher

N Prabhakaran is a leading writer in Malayalam.

Courtesy: Thorcha Magazine.

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