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Except That It Robs You of Who You Are

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For the first day of poetry month, a Hindi poem:

Kabir, translated from the Hindi by Arvind Krishna Mehrotra

Except that it robs you of who you are,
What can you say about speech?
Inconceivable to live without
And impossible to live with,
Speech diminishes you.
Speak with a wise man, there’ll be
Much to learn; speak with a fool,
All you get is prattle.
Strike a half-empty pot, and it’ll make
A loud sound; strike one that is full,
Says Kabir, and hear the silence.

from: the New York Review of Books, April 7, 2011 issue

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Written by Romel

April 1, 2011 at 8:15 am

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