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"However, close we are
I can only feel
The invisible distance
Between you and me!
Even knowing
This unchangeable truth-
A compulsive traction
Pull me to you
Again and again!"

These are the words of Shafinur Shafin, a poet and poetry editor of an online

magazine Prachya Review. Surfing her works and poems and having a glimpse of
her life, one might agree that the poet is revealing the invisible distance between
her and poetry. Her another poem, “My mother”portraits the dilemma of a common
woman in our society, We will be shaken by hearing her say that mother is her first
grave and mother is her first mistake.The conciliation and reconciliations in life
always end up woman to take back seat behind the curtain- the curtain between life
and dreams. Why this society is wedged into a space of no space for woman
despite much celebrated renaissance. The unending fear of all women of their
unborn daughter should fade one day and that fine morning is the birth of real
renaissance of humanity and dignity. Her poem reminds this, though it creates a
pain and guilt.
Shafinur Shafin published her debut book “Nisangam’ which is a collection of
Bangla poems in 2016. She writes both in Bangla and English languages and has

spaced herself in the world of poetry. From he childhood itself Shafinur is into the

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