Guest guest Posted April 16, 2009 Report Share Posted April 16, 2009      From Mirabai: Ecstatic Poems, Translated by Robert Bly O I SAW WITCHCRAFT TONIGHT O I saw witchcraft tonight in the region of Braj. A milking girl going her rounds, a pot on her head, came face to face with the Dark One. My friend, she is babbling, can no longer say “buttermilk.†-- Come get the Dark One, the Dark One! A pot full of Shyam! -- In the overgrown lanes of Vrindavan forest the Enchanter of Hearts fixed his eye on this girl, then departed. Mira's lord is hot, lovely and raven -- tonight she saw witchcraft at Braj. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 16, 2009 Report Share Posted April 16, 2009 --- On Thu, 16/4/09, alanadamsjacobs <alanadamsjacobs wrote: alanadamsjacobs <alanadamsjacobs A Poem from Mirabai Date: Thursday, 16 April, 2009, 3:33 AM From Mirabai: Ecstatic Poems, Translated by Robert Bly O I SAW WITCHCRAFT TONIGHTO I saw witchcraft tonightin the region of Braj.A milking girl going her rounds,a pot on her head,came face to face with the Dark One.My friend, she is babbling,can no longer say “buttermilk.â€-- Come get the Dark One, the Dark One!A pot full of Shyam! --In the overgrown lanesof Vrindavan forestthe Enchanter of Hearts fixed hiseye on this girl,then departed.Mira's lord is hot, lovelyand raven --tonight she saw witchcraftat Braj. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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