I read this beautiful poem by Goutam Dutta and knew I wanted to share it.
Up early at dusk The baton of light is passed Harvest moon in sky. Farmer’s smile, brighter than moon Reaped crop, they carry home. Copyright @ Goutam Dutta
Harvest Moon — Goutam’s Writings
Just the first line itself contains many layers. (K)
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I’ve not heard of Goutam Dutta. Looked him up and am drawn to the titles of other poems:
A Lazy Goan Afternoon on the Beach, Changing Moods, At Night-Death Comes Steadily….
(I had to look up Goan, which is a person for Goa, India, but you probably already knew that, but I didn’t) 🙂
But the poem…mmm. “Up early at dusk”….
At first I was confused, ’cause we get up at dawn, then I realized it was the moon. Mmm…
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I see you were affected by the poem also. It’s a beauty.
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