Shabdaguchha
Alfred KhokonSecret MurmurThe way the sunlight hides under a mantle of shadow, I, too, do the same. Sitting in the hidden forest sunlight I hear the secret murmur of our flesh. And then, it subsides remembering you. To quench the thirst, the man who turned into you, If I see him, I will say all of these. If I see him, I will ask about the ultimate decay of art. If I see him, I will sit with him under the sunlight through winter. If I see him, I will greet him unexpectedly from behind, And will go to the next village tactfully keeping my pride. There in the wedding ceremony, I will spread a lot of red In the girls’ hair with my lover’s hand. But, all of these subside remembering you. Alfred Khokon (1970 - ) is the author of three collections of poetry. He edited, Nandon, a literary magazine, and now working for the NTV as a producer. Translated from the Bengali by Hassanal Abdullah |