Maybe even now
green creepers
drape your home

As golden light forces in
through the chinks
you’ll come down
the heart’s river
to nestle in my bosom

I have planted the smiles
in the fair garden of pearls
As soon as you come and touch them
the smiles will blossom
and burst out laughing
They will lean back
in the shade of your lips

You know well
how the crimson lass
enters the blue house
opening the cloudy door

As homing birds return to their nests
the cows plod home blowing dust
and the jasmine blossoms
at the threshold of dusk
You don’t know though
why the flame-of-the-forest
reddens the sky.

– Anupama Basumatary. Maybe Even Now

translated by Pradip Acharya