New Poems by Sangharakshita

This section contains recent (1999-2002) poems, not
previously published in any media.


In Krakow

1) In the Great Square

Love is of so delicate a nature, I said,
Quoting the old Indian poet,
That it cannot bear the burden of wisdom;
But you seemed not to understand.
Perhaps, in your case, love can bear the burden of wisdom.
We were sitting in the great square of Krakow,
Drinking tea, surrounded by our friends,
And listening to the gypsy musicians.
The musicians could understand
That love cannot bear the burden of wisdom.
Did not their ancestors come from India, long ago?


2) To Michal, my Interpreter

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In your apt mouth
My silver words are transmuted into gold;
In your young life
My frozen sap puts forth leaves and flowers.


3) On the Balcony

Breakfast was on the balcony. The sparrows were there too,
Chirruping loudly, and flying in and out of the eaves.
Below, men were working in the fields. A cock crew.
'It's too early', someone said, 'for the storks.'