In his poem
"Since I was thrown into this hole" the Turkish Communist poet Nazim Hikmet
poignantly speaks of how time is frozen for him in prison whereas life is
pretty much going on outside it.
"The children conceived
the day I was thrown into this hole
are now celebrating their tenth
The foals born on that very day
trembling on their thin, long legs
Must by now have become
lazy mares shaking their wide rumps.
But the young olive shoots are still
The year I was thrown into this hole
the Second World War had not started;
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in the concentration camps of Dachau
the gas ovens had not been built;
the atom had not exploded in Hiroshima,
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Prakash Kona is a writer, teacher and researcher who lives in Hyderabad, India. He is currently Professor at the Department of English Literature, The English and Foreign Languages University (EFLU), Hyderabad.
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