Mousumee Bori
SCULPTURE
A picture of a baby
Asleep in the cosy warmth
Of mother’s loving embrace
A perfect priceless sculpture
The heart burns
When the same picture
Becomes still
In the coldness of death
Tragic heartbroken dumb lifeless
The most difficult woeful sculpture
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Translated from Assamese by Bibekananda Choudhury ]
SWEET SORROW
I
In the drenched earth
And
Serenity
All around me.
My heart fills up
With the tune of sweet sorrow
Today also I do not understand
For whom
The congenital sorrow of mine.
[
Translated from Assamese by Bibekananda Choudhury ]
SERENE NOON
In the serene noon
A serene tune hummed on
A couple of birds
Sang serenely too
I too hummed
My favourite tune
Enraptured in the serene animated state
Of the serene noon.
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Translated from Assamese by Bibekananda Choudhury ]
FOR EACH OTHER
I couldn’t cry
Lest you breakdown!
Holding back my tears
Agony in feelings
I feel like crying my heart out
But I can’t
Just for you
Though you are laughing
Looking at me
There is agony in your eyes too
You too cannot cry for me
Lest I breakdown!
We are not able to cry
For each other.
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Translated from Assamese by Bibekananda Choudhury ]
FATHER
When father fell ill seriously
I lit an earthen diya
And kept it burning continuously
Praying for his early recovery
I wished to keep my father immortal
Through this apprehension of losing him
Today there is pain
In father’s body
I too feel pain at heart
For my father
Everyone says
For every girl
Her father is her heartthrob
And for every father
His daughter
Cynosure of the eye
Most precious possession
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Translated from Assamese by Bibekananda Choudhury ]
THE TREE HAS SPROUTED NEW LEAVES
The tree has sprouted new leaves
Seeing this tiny ray of hope
Bolted through in my mind
The entire world is today
Full of poetry
Come
Let us sing a song
Holding each other’s hands.
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Translated from Assamese by Bibekananda Choudhury ]
EMOTION
I walked on by the dusty trail
Left by the dusty wind of spring
Because I had emotion
I sat in the auditorium that day
To listen to the simple lessons
Of the poem named life
Because I had emotion.
Because there had been emotion
Because there is emotion
I can sing a song
Getting drenched in the first rain of spring
Write Sun-bound poem
With the seven hues of the rainbow
[
Translated from Assamese by Bibekananda Choudhury ]
Mousumee
Bori : Born 1979 at North Lakhimpur,
Assam. Bachelor in Electrical Engineering from Jorhat Engineering College and M
Tech from Tezpur University in Electronics Design and Technology. Now Deputy
Manager at Betbari 132 KV Grid Sub Station in Sivasagar District in Assam. Her
fist published book is Barasun ejakoloi
bat chai thokar dore (2015, Like waiting for a bout of rain). Address:
Deputy Manager, Betbari 132 KV Grid Sub Station, Dist: Sivasagar, Assam
Bibekananda Choudhury : Born 1964 at
Bongaigaon, Assam. Critic, writer,
translator; has translated extensively from Assamese into English and Bengali
and vice versa; has six books (four poetry books translated into English, one
poetry book translated into Bengali and a shortstory book translated into
English). Bachelor in Electrical Engineering from Assam
Engineering College, Guwahati, M Tech from Birla Institute Technology and Science,
Pilani in Systems and Information. Diploma in French Language from GU. An engineer by
profession. Has got published works in Indian Literature, Poetry International,
Poets International and various other newspapers, magazines, websites etc.. Address
: Irrigation Colony, Chandmari, P.O. Silpukhuri, Guwahati, Assam. PIN:
781003, Phone: +91 94354 00498, +91 97060 43498, E-Mail : saswatbibek@gmail.com
