Friday, March 29, 2013

Bombay,1959 Comments

Rating: 4.5

Indolent dust drifts over the roofs and drains of my city.
Barber shops and a lip of rose water, soiled boxes
stacked with rendered fruit, faraway, the chug-chug
of a bus leaning forward like an animal hunting water.
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Bernard Henrie
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Aftab Alam Khursheed 29 March 2013

red lips flung like coins into the face of a beggar...shining and sarcastic selected nice diction

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