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“Eventually, our mindless roaming, the cacophonous crowds of Dhanmondi Lake, and the spicy smell of chotpoti infused wit...
01/07/2025

“Eventually, our mindless roaming, the cacophonous crowds of Dhanmondi Lake, and the spicy smell of chotpoti infused with the mossy scent became part of my childhood memory,” writes K.M.Arefin.

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"Under the olive tree" is one of the top entries from our May prompt: 'Mosaic'.Read more at the link in our comments sec...
30/06/2025

"Under the olive tree" is one of the top entries from our May prompt: 'Mosaic'.
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My pale fingers stained with wet mud and grass andYour Hibiscus face is now nowhere in sight.Why must I only love you in...
30/06/2025

My pale fingers stained with wet mud and grass and
Your Hibiscus face is now nowhere in sight.
Why must I only love you in my dreams and
Never in reality.
Take me to a Hibiscus field won't you and
Let me weave Hibiscuses in your hair.
--Rubina Nusrat Puspa.

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"If one wishes to speak of originality in the context of post-1947 East Bengali—and later Bangladeshi—poetry, one must b...
29/06/2025

"If one wishes to speak of originality in the context of post-1947 East Bengali—and later Bangladeshi—poetry, one must begin with Farrukh Ahmad and Al Mahmud. Of course, Jasimuddin before them, and Nazrul even earlier, were also original in powerful ways," writes Dr.Salahuddin Ayub.

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"And in the quiet, shared spaces between them—in the train's stillness, in the scent of new books, in the last light of ...
29/06/2025

"And in the quiet, shared spaces between them—in the train's stillness, in the scent of new books, in the last light of day sinking over Ramna—they believed something radical: The city still wants to breathe. And they would be there when it finally does. To guide that first clean breath—with steady hands, fearless hearts, and one small, deliberate revolution at a time," writes Md Mujib Ullah.

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Thus the world would move around the SunThe sky would become CloudyIt would rain in the rainsAnd the rest of this poem w...
28/06/2025

Thus the world would move around the Sun
The sky would become Cloudy
It would rain in the rains
And the rest of this poem would be written by someone else.

--Translated from Bangla by Alamgir Mohammad.

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28/06/2025

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"If mainstream feminist literature often misses the mark in terms of accessibility, then maybe the answer lies in lookin...
27/06/2025

"If mainstream feminist literature often misses the mark in terms of accessibility, then maybe the answer lies in looking closer to home, at the writers, artists, and communities who are already working to make feminist conversations more inclusive and locally grounded," writes Tasnim Odrika.

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27/06/2025

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And in my head, we sit next to each other in the moonlightWe exchange our grief, and we surviveIn my head, you hold me b...
26/06/2025

And in my head, we sit next to each other in the moonlight
We exchange our grief, and we survive
In my head, you hold me by the hand
And we float in the moonlight
As the clouds pass us by

-- A.M.Fahad

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I cannot decide if the war is over yet, and whether the fire has finally been put out.I can no longer tell the differenc...
25/06/2025

I cannot decide if the war is over yet, and whether the fire has finally been put out.
I can no longer tell the difference between all the befores and afters of survival.
And whether I am safe once and for all without catching up to a burning home again.
All that I can truly think of is this–what about after all this survival?
What do I do with all this grief? Where do I put it? Where do I bury it?

---Maliha Tribhu

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"Fragments" is one of the top entries from our May prompt: 'Mosaic'.Read more at the link in our comments section.
24/06/2025

"Fragments" is one of the top entries from our May prompt: 'Mosaic'.
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