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A deeply humane new collection by a luminary of Bengali literature
A deeply humane new collection by a luminary of Bengali literature;;A radiant collection of poetry about womanhood, intimacy, and the body politic that together evokes the arc of an ordinary life. Nabaneeta Dev Sen’s rhythmic lines explore the joys and agonies of first love, childbirth, and decay with a restless, tactile imagination, both picking apart and celebrating the rituals that make us human. When she warns, know that blood can be easily drawn by lips, her words tune to the fierce and biting depths of language, to the treachery that lingers on tongue tips. At once compassionate and unsparing, conversational and symphonic, these poems tell of a rope shivering beneath an acrobat’s nimble feet or of a twisted, blood-soaked umbilical cord – they pluck the invisible threads that bind us together.
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A deeply humane new collection by a luminary of Bengali literature
A deeply humane new collection by a luminary of Bengali literature;;A radiant collection of poetry about womanhood, intimacy, and the body politic that together evokes the arc of an ordinary life. Nabaneeta Dev Sen’s rhythmic lines explore the joys and agonies of first love, childbirth, and decay with a restless, tactile imagination, both picking apart and celebrating the rituals that make us human. When she warns, know that blood can be easily drawn by lips, her words tune to the fierce and biting depths of language, to the treachery that lingers on tongue tips. At once compassionate and unsparing, conversational and symphonic, these poems tell of a rope shivering beneath an acrobat’s nimble feet or of a twisted, blood-soaked umbilical cord – they pluck the invisible threads that bind us together.