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Category Archives: Poetry
সরোদ বাজাতে জানলে/If I had learned to play the Sarod
সরোদ বাজাতে জানলে আমার এমন কিছু দুঃখ আছে যার নাম তিলক কামোদ এমন কিছু স্মৃতি যা সিন্ধুভৈরবী জয়জয়ন্তীর মতো বহু ক্ষত রয়ে গেছে ভিতর দেয়ালে কিছু কিছু অভিমান ইমনকল্যাণ। সরোদ বাজাতে জানলে বড় ভালো হতো। পুরুষ কিভাবে কাঁদে সেই শুধু … Continue reading
Cloud poem
In the etchings of clouds Lies little hint Of what tomorrow may bring.
Posted in My poetry, Nature, Poetry
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Helal Hafiz in translation
This life will be cursed forever If I should not be part of the uprising now When they talk of cowards, my sons and theirs will talk of me. If all my youth is given at a time like this … Continue reading
Posted in Modern Bengali Poetry, Poetry, Translated Poetry
Tagged Bangladeshi poets, Helal Hafiz
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My poetry
In the half light of evening every wave seems to hug the sand, loath to leave home.
Posted in A Good Thing, My poetry, Poetry
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বরং/ Borong/ The Alternative: Premendra Mitra
বরং প্রেমেন্দ্র মিত্র কোথায় যাব ভেবেছিলাম হয়নি যাওয়া। বন্ধ ঘরের সার্সি কাঁপায় দমকা হাওয়া। কাঁপাক, তবু ঘরেই আছি। ভাবনাগুলোর পোকা বাছি, জ্বালায় যখন, তাড়াই মাছি, ঠিক জেনেছি, চক্ষু দুটি ঢাকলে পরেই ফুরোয় চাওয়া। শিখেছি তো যেদিকে রোদ সেদিক ঘেঁষেই বাড়তে, … Continue reading
Posted in Bengal, Books, Modern Bengali Poetry, Poetry, Translated Poetry
Tagged বরং, Borong, Premendra Mitra, The alternative
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Favourite letters from a Rainy Day or Borshar Priyo Chithi: Srijato
‘It was dusty. The rain kept beating down. The streets were empty in our ancient town. The clouds of the past never went any where Caught by a thousand umbrellas as they were. If they went, would the bus stop … Continue reading
Tell me, which village is that?
Your father lives in this village Your husband lives in that Which of them is yours woman Tell me, which village is that? All your life you cooked in pots bought by someone else And lived in someone else’s house … Continue reading
Posted in Bengal, Feminism, Modern Bengali Poetry, Poetry, Translated Poetry
Tagged Nakul Biswas
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Swarnakumari Debi
In the year 1876 the December chill in Calcutta was suddenly stirred by the appearance of an anonymous novel. Its title was ‘Deep Nirbaan’ or the Extinguishing of the Lamp. Its readers were amazed by the maturity of the unknown … Continue reading
Posted in Books, Feminism, Novels, Poetry, Women of substance
Tagged Bankim Chandra Chattopadhyay, Bengali novels, Deep Nirban, Swarnakumari Debi, Tagores
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Two poems by Purnendu Pattrea, February 2 1933 to eternity
When are you coming? All the doors are open On each tree hangs an invitation Like a deep kiss for the river the sky leans in Sunlit and sparkling. Tell me, when are you coming? The day passes, it is … Continue reading
Sorrows Old and New, Shakti Chattopadhyay
Sorrows Old and New The sorrows that are long gone, I call back today Me and my shadow; if sorrow comes and joins us It is good, I feel like saying to my new pain, go And spend a few … Continue reading