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    Man Moon Earth
    Man Moon Earth
    Man Moon Earth
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    Man Moon Earth

    By Prithvindra Chakravarti

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    This collection covers periods in Prithvindra Chakravarti’s life and the reflections and insights he gained into the life of the village-dwelling peasants, artisans and entertainers in West Bengal, where he was born; and in his later periods in Kolkata, Chicago, Papua New Guinea, China and the Northern Territory in Australia. The title poe

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherDebbie Lee
    Release dateAug 7, 2016
    ISBN9781760411817
    Man Moon Earth
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    Prithvindra Chakravarti

    Prithvindra Chakravarti worked as an academic, teaching literature and linguistics in major universities around the world. When he retired, he continued his writing and has now turned to writing a children’s story for international readers. He lives in Adelaide, Australia.

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      Man Moon Earth - Prithvindra Chakravarti

      Man Moon Earth

      Man Moon Earth

      Prithvindra Chakravarti

      Ginninderra Press

      Contents

      Copyright

      Dedication

      Echoes & Images

      Scrolls & Clippings

      About the Author

      Man Moon Earth

      ISBN 978 1 76041 181 7

      Copyright © text Jayasri Chakravarti 2009

      All rights reserved. No part of this ebook may be reproduced, distributed or transmitted in any form or by any means without the prior written permission of the copyright holder. Requests for permission should be sent to the publisher at the address below.

      First published 2009

      Reprinted 2016

      Ginninderra Press

      PO Box 3461 Port Adelaide 5015

      www.ginninderrapress.com.au

      For Ulli and Georgina Beier

      Echoes & Images

      The Jintipirri and I

      The little jintipirri

      Shrugged off the dew.

      While pacing up and down

      In my moist intimate yard

      She shook off the rest

      From her dishevelled feathers.

      I knew instantly

      What was awaiting me

      This day

      In the knotted world.

      She paused

      Wagged her tail

      Pecked at titbits

      And poured her warmth

      Profusely –

      The giggling buoyant figurines

      The intricate handiwork

      The wriggling plaited shadows

      Drowning the whole surface.

      Unmoved

      I overtook her.

      She flew desperately to a poinciana

      Near the edge

      Washed in the dawn’s cool glow –

      Her amber eyes

      Gazing at the far horizon

      Her chattering mouth

      Cracking riddles.

      Standing still

      I simply startled her

      With my piercing silence.

      Flapping the motifed wings

      Vigorously

      She took off

      For the last time

      Carving a crescent in the air

      To reap a glorious bloom

      And sat at ease

      On the crest

      Of a lightning-struck palm tree

      By the creek.

      But I perching firm

      On the veranda of my cottage

      Outmanoeuvred her again

      By prevailing upon the immense expanse

      She wove around her

      So diligently.

      (Jintipirri is willy wagtail in

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