<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=576774" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Husband's Black Hands</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The moment she tucks in the mosquito net and goes<br>to bed, her husband's black hands fumble after<br>the snakes and frogs of her body: 'You're hurting me!<br>Let go!' In anger, those black hands twist her breasts.<br>He says, 'Listen here, Sweta, don't be coy.<br>If ever I find even the evening star<br>gesturing to you, or making eyes,<br>I'll see that you fall into a hellish pit.'<br>Sweta's white thighs swing back and forth in space<br>clinging to the back, her husband's black back.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>[Translated by Carolyne Wright and Paramita Banerjee]</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mallika+Sengupta">Mallika Sengupta</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=576774" data-title="The Husband's Black Hands de Mallika Sengupta" data-description="The moment she tucks in the mosquito net and goes to bed, her husband's black hands fumble after the snakes and frogs of her body: 'You're hurting me! Let go!' In anger, those black hands twist her breasts. He says, 'Listen here, Sweta, don't be c..."></div> </div> </div>

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