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Tonight again these tiny quiet neem flowers
Your breath is turning white
Your entire body is turning white
And a fragile white virgin night
Is running around your first monsoon tresses
So thick, noiseless—for whom are you waiting like this … [Read the rest...] “Tonight | Dr. Pranjit Bora (trans: Anuradha Gohain )”
All dreams near the one
Doused in a sound peaceful slumber
Danger greets the one who is
Walking with fear and fret
One who treads fearless
Reaches his destiny without hassle
One travelling lovingly can alone
Build himself … [Read the rest...] “Sahaja Bhaasha | Yakoob : Trans – Jagaddhatri”
She calls me daily and asks me anew
“do you love me?”
Everyday as usual ‘yes I love you’
Is the answer
What are you doing, had your lunch, why is your voice so weak—-
Series of questions,… [Read the rest...] “Nithya Sandeham by Yakoob : Trans – Jagaddhatri”
O’ my endearing motherland
O’ my enchanting motherland
So euphonious
So bounteous
So near and dear a motherland
O’ my euphonic voice
The melodic voice of Asom
No-where in the world
You can ever find
even if you scour through … [Read the rest...] “O Mor Apunar Desh”
Kargarti kaakludio ne kachaDayela karmo
Sajjan Shahmrug and chhakTa dharmo
Uparvat dekhaav khilo uTHyo ne ‘mushtaq’
khovaaee gaya loochhaaee gaya marmo.
Our karmas lie crushed, as our whines beg on,
the genteel are ostriches, religions belligerent..
‘Mushtaq’ see the blossoming … [Read the rest...] “Our Karmas lie Crushed by Max Babi (A Transcreation)”
Khamoshiki divaar mein na dar na daricha hai
kissay roshan us paar samundar ya baaghichaa hai….
The wall of silence has no door nor window
who knows if there’s an ocean or a garden,
on the other side…
Who art thou, my beloved maid,
With curling tresses leaning against
The cloudless azure? Who art thou, the sentinel of the night, showing path
Often with thy Lamp of stars to the weary travelers on their
Homeward journey? Art thou … [Read the rest...] “To Twilight by Suryya Kumar Bhuyan ( trans. Bijit Borthakur )”
For coming to our home at the time of this bihu, I shall not give you my address
Come looking for me to the village ‘alupura’
Ask anyone carrying a pitcher my whereabouts
You can also ask those naked boys … [Read the rest...] “Guest by Jiban Narah ( trans: Lyra Neog Bora )”