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Kunwar Narain, from No Other World: Selected Poems

Princes

The game is not over yet.
I will play: but not with them.

Time that runs after butterflies
dazzled by colour
went playing childlike that way
beyond this sun of golden tone —
to where other distances, other woods and groves,
to where in a magic fountain of tales
sleep countless princes in stone.