Poetry

Serendipity

Wake me up every morning as dawn becomes a new day.

WB Yeats’s ‘Easter, 1916’ and Bangladesh’s July 1-36, 2024

What motivated our youth to defy death in order to free Bangladesh from the yoke of a brutal regime?

POETRY / October: An unfinished poem

Glamorous lightweight raindrops  from the October sky keep 

POETRY / Silence

A star fell on the ground in the windy night

POETRY / Republic of the dead

As if playing a game of chess / Still the world waits for the next dawn

POETRY / Sinking in ink

Don’t you see— I can only write dark. 

POETRY / Devi

The first pulse, in the midst of a whipping maelstrom, 

POETRY / The wheel of change

Eternity collapses at the wheel of change. / Past is lost

POETRY / Fall

August, marked with dying things. Summer’s end, / My freedom spent

November 21, 2022
November 21, 2022

mouthful of moon

What moon might mean to you

November 17, 2022
November 17, 2022

Last Dance

Daffodils and forget-me-nots smile under the Autumn Sun.

November 17, 2022
November 17, 2022

The Last Waltz

Oh, I’m waltzing down.

November 17, 2022
November 17, 2022

Simonetta Vespucci, Dead

But like him they will remember her complexion and her curls and the countless pieces that she graced.

November 13, 2022
November 13, 2022

Leaf

A poem about the Fall.

November 10, 2022
November 10, 2022

Homage To The Pawns

Eight mighty titans, unleashing their wrath!

October 13, 2022
October 13, 2022

Ahaduzzaman Mohammad Ali's 'Nakhshatra Nivey Jai': Poems well worth waiting for

A series of poems also reflect his ecological sensitivity to the machine in the garden and snakes and hyenas imperiling forests and rivers and Dhaka—the city he has lived in for most of his life.

October 6, 2022
October 6, 2022

SHOUTxDS Books ‘Slam Poetry Nights’ returns with gusto

Nineteen performers recited poems in Bangla and English, their topics ranging from nostalgia, personal growth and daydreams to mental health, death, and trauma.

October 6, 2022
October 6, 2022

Poetry review: Moon’s madness

Protiti’s poems are mostly ‘bare’ conversational musings exploring ‘selfhood, separation, exile, love and longing’.

October 4, 2022
October 4, 2022

In the Morning

A fine good morning poem