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Cluster index: Manash Firaq Bhattacharjee

Dear Najwan.

Manash Darwish: ‘I open your book in despair, I too need words,
Write a single word before you leave
I want to tell Eman, the line you wrote remains
Our faith, we shall gradually find it back.’

Najwan Darwish’s poetry of the undefeated.

Manash Firaq Bhattacharjee:’ Najwan Darwish does not find much hope left in affirming one’s identity just politically. He draws the figure of the Palestinian refugee as someone who is more complex and bleak at the same time. Complex due to cultural inheritance that is both Islamic and Christian roots. Bleak in the sense of having one’s home stolen by the devious designs of settler colonialism.’

Bird of Four Tongues.

By MANASH FIRAQ BHATTACHARJEE .  For Abdur Rahim Khan e Khana’n. OUR MANY TONGUES encircle your tomb Like birds, chirping differently. Their colours Make the blue burst into wings. You Wrote for all the gods you knew. In poetry, You built a neighbourhood of faith. Who else but you, who went to war, and wove […]

Languages: A Ghazal.

Manash Firaq Bhattacharjee: ‘There’s a hole in every heart. There’s a bullet in every memory.
There’s a grave in every silence. Time is a wreath of languages.’