It was the very first night,
and the young girl showed
surprising skill
in the arts of love –
so much so that her husband
held his head
in his hands, a little
worried.
But she just laughed and
painted a picture
on the wall – a lion cub,
only half-born, already
leaping
at an elephant.
(By an anonymous poet,
Translated from Kannada into English
by Velcheru Narayana Rao &
David Shulman,
Indian Love Poems,
Edited
by: Meena Alexander,
Everyman’s Library, 2005, Page 79).
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