Author A. K. Ramanujan But look, look at him out there standing like a sentinel who keeps a rain-tank from flooding, rain-wet bright sword hung at his side, war anklet twined with moss, his striped waist-cloth tight, and wet with dew. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments