Day-Break And Six Bombers: 1942

I discern a few birds somewhere outside on grass, dew drops dry-up in the sun rays a few people—around their corn-field, lonely like human beings In anticipation of heavenly geometry Even the earths undulations have Mingled with the whole sky of The present and the past. Is there a general strike along The horizon? —chimney... spread Along the blue of the sky easily, like birds. Here ensteeped in the stillmates of the river Clouds have arisen to the sky like spiral stairs— They realize as they mingle with the nature, ... dazzling aluminium feel I counted two three four five Six aeroplanes As if watching the blue of the skies, In the sunlight, I took a look at the Century’s ghosts. Translated by Faizul Latif Chowdhury