Poetry
Poetry / The Black Cat
This is a translation by Md. Abu Zafor of Bimal Guha’s “Kalo Biral” from the collection ‘E Kon Matal Nritya' (first published in 2022).
Poetry / Poem by Farrukh Ahmed: Sindbad
Time to set sail for a new cruise, oh dear voyager Sindbad!
POETRY / My Son’s Shoes
Time, heavy as a thousand suns combined,/ Bends mothers, smaller than the ones they bore,
Poetry / Bombardment
What’s life if a sense of darkness/ doesn’t connect night to sunlight
Poetry / Little bits of love that remain
Your tea in the kettle, piping hot water/ No sugar, so that you can really taste the tea on your tongue
Poetry / Bring humanity home alive
This universe’s heart is hollow now for humanity has died inside it.
Small-town Blues
Spacious, shiny, new roads are built in my city to rent them for raw-markets
Poetry / Muted sunrise
The hush of dawn and the whispered breeze,/ that caresses nature's resting face
POETRY / Jojo-Buri
the moon watches over you, when whales beach themselves, the tides wash them back home; the moon looks down
The Black Cat
This is a translation by Md. Abu Zafor of Bimal Guha’s “Kalo Biral” from the collection ‘E Kon Matal Nritya' (first published in 2022).
Poem by Farrukh Ahmed: Sindbad
Time to set sail for a new cruise, oh dear voyager Sindbad!
My Son’s Shoes
Time, heavy as a thousand suns combined,/ Bends mothers, smaller than the ones they bore,
Bombardment
What’s life if a sense of darkness/ doesn’t connect night to sunlight
Little bits of love that remain
Your tea in the kettle, piping hot water/ No sugar, so that you can really taste the tea on your tongue
Bring humanity home alive
This universe’s heart is hollow now for humanity has died inside it.
Small-town Blues
Spacious, shiny, new roads are built in my city to rent them for raw-markets
Muted sunrise
The hush of dawn and the whispered breeze,/ that caresses nature's resting face
Thoughts of an immigrant
She stands in front of the canvas and stares.
Jojo-Buri
the moon watches over you, when whales beach themselves, the tides wash them back home; the moon looks down
