No friends remain, only indifferent people-- The one who said this is not an unknown dark thinker. He lives in the city with his wife and daughter, goes up the darkened spiral staircase to the roof terrace trembling with earthquakes, remembers the crescent-moon building not far away, remembers ages ago, from out of the Ganga, from the goddess's order, his life in marriage had started happily. This feeling tears him apart. Between the male and female stork of the village images of rivers and hunting remain. I look at him; out of the separation from the female stork, I pull his Ganga-deep wish to the swaying platform where life and death are equal.
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|Title Annotation:||Three Bengali Women Poets; poem|
|Author:||Mahapatra, Anuradha; Banerjee, Paramita; Wright Carolyne|
|Publication:||The American Poetry Review|
|Date:||Jul 1, 1993|
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