Suchitra Bhosle

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Suchitra Bhosle
(excerpted from Leila Chatti's poem: "Tea", published in Missouri Review)
And every time I look at the sky, I see you. In every cloud, in every ray of sunlight, in every star.
— r.r.
Grief is perhaps the last and final translation of love. This is the last act of loving someone. And you realize that it will never end. You get to do this to translate this last act of love for the rest of your life.
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