by Tapabrata Mukherjee
It’s so easy to avoid and blame. You left and the phone did not ring since then.
I had none but beer bottles – empty.
It was easy to forget since I lost the key to the front door.
And I slept with all the agony in the world,
Only to wake up with a flapping sound over my ears –
You were making sure that I was not freezing on my shabby bed
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Tapabrata Mukherjee, a Bi-lingual poet and short-story writer from West Bengal, India is fluent in both English and Bengali language. He has claimed his place among the Bengali-language translators with several of his translation works as well. Tapabrata has so far penned 10 books, including a collection of translated poems. He is a well-known name in the Bengali literary societies. The poet is mainly associated with the 21st-century Little Magazine movement, and strongly supports the views and avant-garde approaches of Little Magazine establishments across the world.
Last updated February 19, 2025