A salty city licking away all the pleasures – Poems by Debabrata Kar Biswas, trans. Hindol Ganguly
O Can go anywhere as soon as I hear the call I wait for it to reach ...
O Can go anywhere as soon as I hear the call I wait for it to reach ...
The skies over Kolkata are leaden and sinking swiftly under the weight of rain-swollen clouds. Scorched by the mid-June ...
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