In K.Satchidanandan's Poetry
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Bijay Kant Dubey
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Find we a scent of the soil,
The paddy fields
Where the farmers, plowmen and tillers
Work it there,
The golden sheaves of wheat
Glistening into the fields,
The fishers at the nets
Fishing,
The boatmen at the helm
Ferrying with a rudder
A poet of Kerala,
The coconut trees of it
With the sea scapes,
lakes and water bodies,
A poet from Kerala,
A Dravidian,
A Malyali man
K.Satchidanandan.
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