Love

Poem By Kamala Das

Until I found you,
I wrote verse, drew pictures,
And, went out with friends
For walks…
Now that I love you,
Curled like an old mongrel
My life lies, content,
In you….

[From Summer in Calcutta]

Comments about Love

Truly fantastic poem on the subject love
Nicely composed poem.
Now that I love you, Curled like an old mongrel My life lies, content, In you…. this can also be interpreted as a mystical poem. tony
Love is what makes life go on. This is what she says as she found love.
At last she found love. Where


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