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In this evocative poem, Rituparna talks of a lore, exclusively for Different Truths.
A snow haired young woman... infinite age. She spindles her wheel there... by a silver tree. Fine yarns of warm breath threaded out... her nimble fingers. Silky strings wrap up amongst themselves... birth of a beautiful vessel. The vessel floats through the rainbow... bosom of mother earth. Life is sprinkled on that canoe... continuity beyond all barriers. A lifeboat to the moon glorifies life... eternity of life.
Picture design by Anumita Roy, Different Truths
