Poems of Manindra Gupta

The Second Era of the Timeless, Continuous Tradition of Bangla Poetry Comes to an End When I finished reading poems for our timeless, ever-continuing tradition of Bangla poetry and looked up I was staring at the last part of the month of Chaitra, the end of the year. Under the open, clear sky, the earth looked clearer, but because I have been reading poems year after year the outlines of alphabets, like iron rods in prison gates, are still walking  in front of my eyes. The moment I came out…

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