Tete-a-tete
Evening drops with a thud on
tamarisk leaves
Tears roll down abruptly
from eyes
A cool breeze scatters all around
its touch
Dew falls, and wet becomes a
blue sari
Every secret laden in the wind
tumbles out
on the banks of each river and
every sea
It's all the fault of this rain-smoothened
weather.
Rashida Sultana is one of Bangladesh's younger women writers.
S.Amin lives in Iowa.
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