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Nirupama Dutt

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MOVING CITY

Nothing changes really
on 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)

MOVING CITY

© 1987, Nirupama Dutt
From: Nagmani

Nirupama Dutt

Nirupama Dutt

Born in 1955, Nirupama Dutt is an established presence in the field of Punjabi poetry and short fiction. A senior journalist with over twenty-eight years of experience, she works as Features Editor with The Tribune. She has published one volume of poems – Ik Nadi Sanwali Jahi (A Stream Somewhat Dark) – for which she was awarded the Delhi Punjabi Akademi Award in 2000. Her poetry has been transl...

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MOVING CITY

Nothing changes really
on 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)

MOVING CITY

Nothing changes really
on 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)

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