Poetry at Sangam

SangamHouse

 










ADVERTISEMENTS HIDE MY FACE by Shankha Ghosh

(Translated from the Bengali by Arunava Sinha.)

All alone I wait for you
In the lane I find my place
I think of giving you a glimpse
But advertisements hide my face

I think I’ll signal with my eyes
A simple truth or maybe two
They glitter in the gaudiness
Of advertisements coloured blue

It’s hard to tell how one man sees
The other one – with love or scorn?
But oh my exaggerations
But oh the land where I was born

Once my eyes were locked with yours
But now my glances have been sold
The neon creates commodities
Of private stories never told

All the things I meant to say
Are in that lane now, languishing
But my mask, so exhausted,
Dangles from the advertising