Ravensong Poetry And Writing Blog by Donovan Baldwin

"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."

--E. Powys Mathers
From: Black Marigolds
A translation of the Chauraspanchasika (11th Century)

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