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What did Tagore write after his dear son died in a cholera epidemic? (getbengal.com) by Saheli Mitra Beyond the bounds of life and death  There you stand, O my friend! On World Poetry Day, I cannot think of anyone better than Rabindranath Tagore, to give us solace amidst the mayhem and fear of the new strain of a virus that is killing one human being every minute across the world. When pain, death and economic uncertainty stares bare at your face, you just know one thing is to be done, read poems and that too poems of Tagore, the man who won several deaths through his words, through his pen. It is often said Tagore’s experience with the death of his beloved ones, from mother, to sister-in-law or his favourite  boudi , from his wife, to daughters, and even his son and grandson, had left a deep impact on the very essence of his poetry, their subject matter and how he envisaged life and showcased his pain, his struggles to face the cruel truth. Grief had struck him very early in life when