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this girl reminds me of myself by being both arrogant and slovenly

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i'm reposting this although i posted it before. but it's about the only poem from-long-ago i can think of posting. it's about an indian girl i fell in love with. she was studying russian at an american university, and visited moscow for a few months. she had a diet of white bread and worried about her skin being too dark. in india, the whiter the better she said. she was being well-educated but had something natural and wild about her. the ending sucks but so do i, i mean but what can i do.

radha, my love
indian turtle-dove
caught in the jungle
and taken
into the civilization's account
squats on the pavement
of a full city street

they say
she lives on vegetables
and pecks
white flour bread
not to get fat
but she's plump as it is
and she's black

if i had caught her in jungle
or taken, with naked hand
from her cage
it wouldn't matter a nail:
get her or not
she's impossibly free anyway
this impossible indian bird!

no wait there's another poem from-long-ago i can think of reposting:

aggressive young men on a flying trapeze
are hitting each other with iron bars
and i have got used to my delicate peace
and i have got lost among baskets and jars

it's such a shame to post one's old stuff. but what can i do? i have a project to shirk