Moonshine
A camphor-lamp shedding light on the sports
of thirty deer-eyed nymphs,
one huge sunshade, raised to celebrate
King Kâma's universal reign,
a fluffy fan, waving away fatigue
from lustful girls,
a cooling ointment for the musk-painted cheeks
of Love's young bride,
an island in the floods of the sky -
thus shines,
a pet goose in the city of the gods,
the moon with nectar rays.
(Jayadeva, around 1200)
translation by caru
Labels: poetry
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