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Nirupama Dutt
MOVING CITY
Nothing changes reallyon changing a city
neither the empty noise of the day
nor the screaming silence of the day
The same grey sky peeps
through the small rectangle
of the window
The blessing mumbled
in mother’s trembling voice
does not change
What changes perhaps
is the name of the lover
© Translation: 2001, Nirupama Dutt
From: Little Mag (magazine)
From: Little Mag (magazine)
MOVING CITY
© 1987, Nirupama Dutt
From: Nagmani
From: Nagmani
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MOVING CITY
From: Nagmani
MOVING CITY
Nothing changes reallyon changing a city
neither the empty noise of the day
nor the screaming silence of the day
The same grey sky peeps
through the small rectangle
of the window
The blessing mumbled
in mother’s trembling voice
does not change
What changes perhaps
is the name of the lover
© 2001, Nirupama Dutt
From: Little Mag (magazine)
From: Little Mag (magazine)
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