Bearing countless tyre tracks on its chest
The songs of this city will cease one day.
In dazzling midday sun,
dropped feathers of birds
lying on the tarred-streets
will croon the fact:
once, here, in this city of peace,
besides men
birds did dwell.
Alas!
Birds dived into extinction
in the blue waters of eternity;
a group of doctrinaire men
keep looking for the magic key
to urban civilization
in desolate barren stretches.
Tarik Sujat (born 1965) Bangladesh
Translated by Shuborna Chowhury
Source: 100 Poems from Bangladesh, Dr Peter Horn & Dr Annette Horn (eds), Edition Delta, 2017 [ISSUU]
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