<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=577619" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Other Storyteller</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Do you hear his retiring, from day long work<br>his foot lazily falls on the ground <br>not to annoy earth or from tiredness.<br>The lossened clay and we call him, <br>gather round him and fire.<br>Sitting, the quite hours of childhood, <br>which have nothing to say.<br>By and through the fire he changes <br>everytime his transformation escapes us<br>stars stay for a while as a mute witness.<br>Words on the warmth of darting flame<br>reach our ear<br>smoke fill up the every space of childhood.<br>Amidst, he leaves few spaces for us to fill<br>with whisper and breath. <br>We the fearful <br>always fill up<br>lest his transformation and by him ours<br> might crush.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Subodh+Pandey">Subodh Pandey</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=577619" data-title="The Other Storyteller de Subodh Pandey" data-description="Do you hear his retiring, from day long work his foot lazily falls on the ground not to annoy earth or from tiredness. The lossened clay and we call him, gather round him and fire. Sitting, the quite hours of childhood, which have nothing to sa..."></div> </div> </div>

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