Poems from A.T.M.Fazlul Karim
Today some eloquent dawn has summoned me here;
the menstruating sun plays with the flesh of green paddy.
On the dense deep water of...
I dare not step in a brightly lit arena of any festival.
Recently, I dare not drag this featureless face of mine
to any light-flooded...
I have not touched the ground for the last three months;
the stones under my feet have lamented in rage.
Man has not touched woman, water...
I have committed so much sin in life that
Satan may be regarded as my God.
Yet I do not offer my formal prayers to him.
Rather after...