The Vulture- by Hasan Azizul Huq, trans. by Bhaskar Chattopadhyay
THE VULTURE Some boys were sitting in a circle after dusk chatting, their backs to the old tamarind tree, bare-bodied ...
THE VULTURE Some boys were sitting in a circle after dusk chatting, their backs to the old tamarind tree, bare-bodied ...
On Their Heavenly Vault You stretch your hand towards the night sky Shifting around the heavenly bodies with ...
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