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Two Poems by Raji Bathish (translated by Suneela Mubayi)

Two Poems by Raji Bathish (translated by Suneela Mubayi)

  Maybe, were I to die   You will cry alone, a little between a ski holiday and a wine party so that your tears fall on your pristine, sterilized dining table and you do not find dust to dance with You cry a lot and remember me a little in permitted doses that are […]