Arunava
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Stone: Mandakranta Sen
Your breast is like stone, you’re a man Let me lie on it, I want to…
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Words: Premendra Mitra
Even afterwards there are things to say After it has rained Like the soil-smeared smell of…
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Cellphone Poetry #45: Nirmalendu Goon
A storm springs up with scudding clouds In the forest flowers bloom I’ll be married, set…
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An Exchange: Amiya Chakravarty
In return you have got The silent pool in entirety A clear mirror framed in blue…
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The Seventh Heaven: Samim Ahmed – Chapter One
Nana, Grandfather, had a dream the night before Runa’s mother was born. He was prone to…
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A Poem: Rumi
I never tired of thinking of you, my beloved Do not deprive me of your compassion…