TRANSLATIONS: ARUNAVA SINHA

Poetry

A Claim for Possession: by Asha Naznin

I wish to buy you, my love Claiming personal possession – just the way the deed…
My Parents and I: ‎Srijato‬

A I never got to visit Puri with my father and mother Nor Shimla or Ooty.…
Metamorphosis: Srijato

The problem is that Madan has not been speaking since This morning. Absolutely silent. Perched on…
Suchitra Sen: Nirmalendu Goon

In your hair and eyes, lips and breasts Hips and neck Beauty was evenly distributed There…
To A Dead Woman: Buddhadeva Bose

‘I will never forget you.’ Such arrogant commitments Are never forgiven by life. So, no false…
Conversations 3.1: Purnendu Pattrea

Not today, but for a long time now, Calcutta’s phones Have sworn not to allow anything…
Four Haikus: via Nirmalendu Goon

Not a thing happened And yet the season of spring Began at daybreak * * *…
Three Poems: Purnendu Pattrea

1 That’s how miracles happen Suddenly an ordinary seashell cracks open Blinding white moonlight flashes inside…
Bloomington, Indiana: Buddhadeva Bose

How quiet this Sunday morning is – the streets deserted, the houses Asleep behind curtains, rows…
Incomprehensible: Rabindranath Tagore

The professor tried to explain the meaning of drama It grew beyond comprehension Let me talk…