Casualty

Seamus Heaney died today. The New York Times headline described him as "Irish poet of soil and strife." I don't pretend to always understand poetry though I savor it. I…

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Tourist

Tourist, don’t take my pictureDon’t take my picture, touristI’m too uglyToo dirtyToo skinnyDon’t take my picture, white manMr. Eastman won’t be happyI’m too uglyYour camera will breakI’m too dirtyToo blackWhites…

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Bangla kobita (poetry)

This poem is written by one of my favourite Bengali poets, Joy Goswami. It loses in the translation, of course. And yet...In the evening sadness comes and stands by the…

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