Wait for me Madhupur; Netrokona. Wait for me Joydeppur at the crossroads. I will return—through the suspension of order, through the droughts mating into floods. Wait. The thatch-roofed corners, the yard, under the lime tree, the meadows of Gollachut. I will return; to serenade the pink moon; to swing the swings; to drop rod seeking …
To Return as a Bird: One Day
