Peasant’s call

To be happy –
the body as land, harvest the spirit
and grow the grain of trust
and feast on them
says the master of
desire, strength and life itself.

– peasant muddanna

ಅಂಗವೇ ಭೂಮಿಯಾಗಿ
ಲಿಂಗವೇ ಬೆಳೆಯಾಗಿ
ವಿಶ್ವಾಸವೆಂಬ ಬತ್ತ ಬೆಳೆದು ಉಂಡು
ಸುಖಿಯಾಗಿರಬೇಕೆಂದ ಕಾಮ ಭೀಮ ಜೀವನದೊಡೆಯ
-ಒಕ್ಕಲಿಗ ಮುದ್ದಣ್ಣ

our land today

(translation of Gopalakrishna Adiga’s ಇಂದು ನಮ್ಮೀ ನಾಡು)

hoist up the tree, son, whose roots are dead
let the branches be as is;
boil some tea with dry leaves, drink
as the lump in your throat chokes you up.

make a bed for the tree and water it, if sadness
stops you, let the boiling tears
pour here; let the sweets
of Satan bake inside. Continue reading “our land today”