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Bridesmaid —at Alice Shaw’s requestWhat are we wearing to the wedding?Breasts! says OneOh, Silly! says Two—She meant red dress!This, a Wedding? & I the stalk of me the terse talk…...
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Translated from the Tamil by Dr. S. VincentThe primordial rain Music multiplies and spreads all over my landIn the obliterated dream of history explodes and rises primordial paraiI play with the rib bones…...
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Personally , I am an admirer of the Translator 😍. I usually go through her writings . This is also…
Personally I am an admirer of the Translator, I usually prefer to go through her writings . She is an…
Such a simple yet powerful expression of the wrongdoings that occurs in domestic sectors. Absolutely loved the story.
Can you please cite the original poem ? Where to find it in Bangla?
Such a wonderful work ma'am ❤️ I loved it
Just a wonderful work Ma'am....I loved it❤️