To arrange words
by TukaramEnglish version by Dilip Chitre
Original Language Marathi
To arrange words
In some order
Is not the same thing
As the inner poise
That's poetry.
The truth of poetry
Is the truth
Of being.
It's an experience
Of truth.
No ornaments
Survive
A crucible.
Fire reveals
Only molten
Gold.
Says Tuka
We are here
To reveal.
We do not waste
Words.
-- from Says Tuka: Selected Poetry of Tukaram, Translated by Dilip Chitre |
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