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Theme :  Deforestation
Jungle: A Soliloquy
Original in Nepali by Abinash Shrestha
Translated by Mukul Dahal

Pushing Jungle to a desert
I am singing of the immortality of it.
Along with jungle vanished will be the beauty.
Along with trees departed will be the appearance.
Along with birds flown away will be the decoration.
Along with rivers shredded will be the treasures.
Desolated will be the day,
no butterflies of youth flying around.
Flowers not in view, distraught will be the affluent seasons.
The golden-haired damsels of fragrance, alas,
will be kidnapped
by the clumsy-faced demons of foul smell.
Deprived of the warm embrace of leaves,
left in the lurch will be the wind.
Having lost the company
in hide and seek with jungle and river,
plunged will be the moon in despair.
Unable to sleep in the lap of trees,
suffocated will be the night.
Died will be the warm song,
sung for ages by the impulsive sun.
And transformed will be the pond
of lucid ambrosia into parched sand.
And the perennial flow of life,
will go on getting translated,
bit by bit, into a toxic fantasy,
into an abstract guffaw,
into an absurd wail.
The man
will become earth.
Deserted will be
the earth.
Pushing jungle into a desert,
uttering I am
a termite eaten incantation-
'May trees live long'  

May 21, 2006

The Week of May 21, 2006 
A Place by Matt
After by Roger Humes 
Both of us, not just I by Johana Cortes
Journey by Syed Zafer Ahmed Sayeedi
Largesse by Annu Chopra
Lebanon and Beyond by Roger Humes
Like a Lily in the Pond by Kumud Biswas 
Love is Unfortunate by Nooria Rahmanzai
Love's Death by Kahla Hartman
Morning Meditation During a Revolution by Prof. Peter Horn
Ritual Silences by Dr. Amitabh Mitra 
Since Before I Read Your Poems by Roger Humes 
The Weeping of the Penny Whistle by Prof. Peter Horn  
Translations from Nepali by Mukul Dahal
     An Ocean, I Have Been Flowing by Krishna Bhusan Bal   
     Birth by Mukul Dahal
     I Speak Out by Abhi Subedi
     If I Wither Another Blooms by Sharda Sharma
     Jungle: A Soliloquy Abinash Shrestha
     Reminiscence by Mukul Dahal
Who is Lucky? by Annu Chopra 
Who Says I am Leaving? by Kumud Biswas 
Why do you Do That? by Kristen    
Why is it? by Julie  
Your Sweetness by Kumud Biswas 
  

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