SUJATA PRIYAMBADA
Visible
at the distant horizon
is the
wearing the blue.
Evening is approaching
in slow steps
towards
meeting the beloved night.
On the placid
waters of
playfully floats the reflection
of a star,
the touch of a bright kiss.
The placidity of the water is broken
by a throbbing
and so many waves
drowning the virginity of the evening.
–Translated from Bengali by Subhash Ch. Sarker