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The Girl At The End Of The Rain

Rabiul Hasan

6 February, 2020 12:00 AM printer

There has been a sudden rain earlier.

The houses, roads, and trees are washed.

I am riding home to you. Nearing home,

I see you are out in the opening. Soaked and dripping,

Your body is glittering in the evening rain.

 

(Rabul Hasan is a fiction writer, poet, translator and literary critic.)


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