Return – Mahua Sen, trans. by Chandreyee Lahiri
The skies over Kolkata are leaden and sinking swiftly under the weight of rain-swollen clouds. Scorched by the mid-June ...
The skies over Kolkata are leaden and sinking swiftly under the weight of rain-swollen clouds. Scorched by the mid-June ...
TO THE SOUTH OF THINGS In silence we return to where the sea, in winter, has the dirty colors ...
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