Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Almost...

Pic courtesy J C-D

All I can think of is the poet Kambar 
talking about how magnificent 
young Rama's shoulders were:
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"Thol kandar; tholey kandar!"
"Those who saw his shoulders,
saw only his shoulders!"
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(Those shoulders--so perfect, 
no one could look away AND
so broad that they never got around
to completing the act of looking)

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