Poems by Guna Moran

FLY Original : Assamese : Guna Moran Translation : Bibekananda Choudhury   Anything rotting Titillates the nostrils of the fly   As it hovers over the rotten things We move away in a hurry Covering our face   Whenever any little thing happens in the locality The news reaches a certain class of flies   … Continue reading Poems by Guna Moran

“Tale of Two Poems”

By Leah Mueller   The poem is closed for the evening. The poem has folded its wings and curled its long beak against its breast. The poem sleeps like a car at the bottom of an ocean. You do not see the poem until the sun has risen. You’ll need to turn the coffeepot back … Continue reading “Tale of Two Poems”