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East Lansing, Michigan

Associate Professor of Anthropology

I was named after a song written by Rabindranath Thakur, but I am also called Kalo or Kali... Krishnakali In the village they call her the dark girl but to me she is the flower Krishnakali On a cloudy day in a field I saw the dark girl's dark gazelle-eyes. She had no covering on her head, her loose hair had fallen on her back. Dark? However dark she be, I have seen her dark gazelleeyes. Two black cows were lowing, as it grew dark under the heavy clouds. So with anxious, hurried steps, the dark girl came from her hut. Raising her eyebrows toward the sky, she listened a moment to the clouds' rumble. Dark? However dark she be, I have seen he