Guest post by PRASANTA CHAKRAVARTY “Then is Now. The star you steer by is gone, its tremulous thread spun in the hurricane spider floss on my cheek.” ~ Basil Bunting, Briggflatts “He who writes the work is set aside; he who has written it is dismissed. He who is dismissed, moreover, doesn’t know it. … Continue reading Literature and Silence: Prasanta Chakravarty
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