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 ...
I place my forehead on the plate glass-front And peered in at the darkness... And there was nothing there ...
“I think I might be an old-fashioned writer. People often comment that I'm a 19th-century writer. And I think maybe ...
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