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Løøps of Resistance …

ၾကိဳးတြဲေလာင္းနဲ႔လူ (ေဇယ်ာလင္း)

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ၾကိဳးတြဲေလာင္းနဲ႔လူ (ေဇယ်ာလင္း)

The Hanging Man
(Sylvia Plath)

By the roots of my hair some god got hold of me.
I sizzled in his blue volts like a desert prophet.

The nights snapped out of sight like a lizard’s eyelid :
A world of bald white days in a shadeless socket.

A vulturous boredom pinned me in this tree.
If he were I, he would do what I did.

(ဆီလ္ဗီယာပလာ့သ္ – ေဇယ်ာလင္း။ စက္တင္ဘာ – ၂၀၀၃)

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