Poetry
Autumn 1994
That’s Not for Puti
Translated from Bengali. The task of solving the world’s problems has not been assigned to you, Puti. Whether India should build the Bomb, when America will get out of […]
Poetry
Spring 1992
A Little Folktale
From the Bengali. The buffalo herder girl returns to grass shoots, an unseen meek animal on her back. The man who went away on stale feet has left his drying-cloth […]
Poetry
Spring 1992
About My Little Sister
From the Bengali. Under the thermometer, mother and doctor talk about the little beauty of my younger sister. The life which has moved toward cold mercury. The woodlands have risen […]
Poetry
Spring 1992
Cow and Grandmother
From the Bengali. Like a heron she swam the paddy field. Now, wearing white rice sheaves, the girl about to fall thinks like a cow. A hornet comes flying and […]