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All the blossoms of the night
Have flowered
Noiselessly
Crossing the river
The moon accompanies me
To the yellow mustard-seed-bed of your dreams…
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When you sing
Leaning her face against my breast
Overwhelmed she starts weeping
Her distressing sobs
Leave frightfully
My heart empty
I shut off my eyes,
Drizzling down the leaking roof
The rain to the earth descends
A droplet I … [Read the rest...] “When You Sing | Pranjit Bora”
This afternoon I wrote down:
“I want to observe the gradual
Decrease of the angle at which light
Grabs hold of the wild vine on the façade
Of our house in Carmen.”
The Old City slips into dusk.
Lit squares … [Read the rest...] “Smoking a Cigarette at the Window of Our House in Carmen | Lora Tomas”
We were walking
Through Calcutta today,
And halted in front of Tagore’s house –
Its gates were closed for Durga puja.
The guards let us take a peak over the fence:
The place really is an oasis of greenery and … [Read the rest...] “At Tagore’s Gates | Lora Tomas”
Over chicken sausages and green martini
In a hipster neighbourhood of New Delhi
You are talking about traveling –
Hopping on and off
Trains
Buses
Rickshaws
Ferries
Looking for a cause to call your own
Give it all your best… [Read the rest...] “My Lord Byron | Lora Tomas”
I think it flashed nacre today
On Minotaur’s skin
Framed in glass
Displayed
On the third floor
Of the Museum of Modern Art in Dubrovnik.
In that early afternoon
Coated with boiling tarmac
And cooled by the sight of bathers … [Read the rest...] “Pearl Extract | Lora Tomas”
I
Crammed on a ferry across the Hooghly:
Durga’s madness whirls vortices of red
Along the shores. When the ferry docks,
Another river, faster and more dangerous,
Forms and surges through the openings
In both directions.
We drown while gasping … [Read the rest...] “Ferry Crossing | Lora Tomas”
When I last met her in the field-
I said, ‘One day in this time
Come again, if you desire
After twenty five years!’
Saying this I returned to my home,
After then, how many times
Moon and star
Died … [Read the rest...] “After Twenty Five Years | Jibanananda Das”