Hassanal Abdullah
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If I have a little cash, I will open an art shop
My modernist call
Will raise echo and journey to
Corners of places not reached before.
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In my childhood I saw many gods
With their red wide eyes
Full of threats.
My days passed by
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Enter with a bare chest. Dear lady, the complex
cage of dress fails to give me the deepest pleasure.
I want naked beauty, like the snake and the tree.
My restless flowering youth thus longs for the taste
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When God is dead
I will swim in the river.
I will play football
And get a lot of fans
...
At last, I've captured the light of the earth in my courtyard.
That's a new story, a new jubilation of the sea;
The wave goes away; soon it comes back to me
And the century's hungry compass rotates on its own orbit.
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The ants got scared
They do not go home
They do not eat daal, nor dried rice
Are not moved by ticklings of the wind
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People smell like a horse,
But a horse does not smell like them.
People smell like a dog,
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I've heard the noble sound of your footsteps, my love.
Come, come closer, and slowly open your heart. Spread
the fragrance of your beautiful breasts. Let the door
be closed. Embrace me with your gentle hand
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Screams echoed in the palm of my right hand
as if a bullet hit the plaster on a wall—
Then, it was deep at night
...
Suddenly, he jumped into the river
Suddenly, he managed to jump into the river
Suddenly, at that devastating moment,
he jumped into the river
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You start walking towards me from that side, I start
walking towards you from this side. I start singing
a melody, you start reciting some sweet lines
of your favorite poems. I walk, you walk. I
...
Spreading the gaps, stars spin away from each other.
Repulsion, thus, the virtue of the universe.
Starting with Big Bang, it goes for eternity.
Truth that's enchanted at the vast sky overhead
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Hassanal Abdullah Biography
Hassanal Abdullah is a Bangladeshi-American poet, novelist, critic, translator and the editor of Shabdaguchha, an International Bilingual Poetry Magazine, since 1998. He has introduced a new sonnet form, Swatantra Sonnet, with seven-line stanza-pattern and abcdabc efgdefg rhyming scheme. He also wrote a 304-page epic on the Universe and how life is connected to it using almost all the major scientific theories and evolutionary understanding. He is the author of 44 books in different genres,37 of which are in Bengali text, and 7 in English Translation. Mr. Abdullah is a New York City High School Math teacher. He received the Homer European Medal for Poetry 2016 and attended the Silk Road International Poetry Festival in China 2016. He also attended the 2nd International Poetry Festival held in Greece 2019. Besides English, his poetry has also been translated into French, Spanish, Chinese, Korean, Polish, Greek, Italian, Romanian and Vietnamese languages. Mr. Abdullah was a feature for the Seventh Quarry, a Poetry Magazine from England, which published his interview and sonnets in translation in its February 2016 issue. 'Anubhuti, ' a Dhaka based poetry magazine, published its Book Fair 2016 issue as Hassanal Abdullah issue. Mr. His 50th Birthday was celebrated in Dhaka, Bangladesh, by the Birthday Celebration Committee, and in Gopalganj, the city he was born. Hassanal Abdullah: Poet Voyager Puthiniloy,2017, a 240-page book was published on his work to mark the poet's 50th Birthday. Hassanal received 2019 translation grant from Queens Council on the Arts.)
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With A Little Cash
If I have a little cash, I will open an art shop
My modernist call
Will raise echo and journey to
Corners of places not reached before.
Let few days pass by
If I have a little cash, I will wash your
Soft feet with spring water.
If I have some money I will buy the giant sky-
Wandering all day on its floor
Birds will wake me up
And they will again put me asleep easily.
The world will find my hands in its own
If the crooked line of restlessness
Is wiped away. With some money
I will spend my time listening to the bees.
Faraway conversations:
No longer talking from wire-to-wire
No more wasting of sinew.
Bangladesh, take note of it
I will rest my head upon your breast
And sleep all night in tranquility
When I have just a little cash.
Translated from the Bengali by Nazrul Islam Naz
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