Would Anyone Now? Shamsur Rahman [Total Pages: 2] Rahman Page 1 (Translated from Bengali by Shankar Sen) Would anyone now at this late hour      stretch his hand to me? In the thickets around my recollection a deer weeps in sheer desolation. Dry leaves crushed inside my chest.      The night like poison, bitter and sour. Undecided I stand, a culvert close at hand. I turn my eyes and see       the culvert falls like a crumbling tower. Shall I happily enter this homestead? On a doorframe I hit my head. I stand outside my face dejected.       Baring sharp fangs the wolves glower.