April is a wake up call for laid back poets as the 'National Poetry Writing Month' virus goes global. According to some poets, poetry writing is not like erecting a building. For building construction you have a plan and then there is a time schedule based on which you work everyday whether you have inspiration … Continue reading Upendra Bhanja : the emperor of Odia Poetry
To associate love with sacrifice is sublime. To mix love with pleasure is human. And to make business out of love is American. According to the Greeting Card Association of America 25% of all cards sent are valentines. Of course, now cards have replaced diamonds. Well, love is in the air. In India it is … Continue reading Love in the Age of Market Economy
Late nineteen eighties. Just when we thought we were out of our teenage hangovers and stupidities, and the advent of TV and DVD players would sound the death knell for Bollywood, a spate of romantic films ruled the box office. These movies also launched the career of a lot of stars: the innocent looking Juhi … Continue reading love is the way
My illustrator friend Sailaja Anand ( who is also an eternal optimist) has put up her perceptions of my poems on her blog.
‘Teach Me To Dream’ has been written by Mr. Durga Prasad Dash whose work I always have admired. It is an anthology of poems that celebrate life in its myriads of aspects: love, longing, pain, illusion,beauty and ugliness, freedom, bondage, war, politics, enlightenment.There is no sphere of life that is left un touched by the author. Each emotion is conveyed beautifully and every reality is expressed with conviction. Each stanza is a beautiful piece in itself, touching the deep core.
In part I, the way the author has connected seasons and emotions with his web of words is so heartening.
”there is a rhythm in the sun,
melody in air, and
dance in water”
Through words the author is indeed celebrating the nature with beautiful expression.
In poem ‘your sweet absense’
In the following lines
“In my lack of discretion
hoping to rise with you
I fall again and again”
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As one of the blogger friends has mentioned in the comments of the previous post, this time around the wish was not a simple new year. Some wished a great English New Year, Some a great Christian New Year, and some a prosperous Gregorain New Year. In fact, in my previous post, I myself was … Continue reading Let the Gregorian New Year make us more Gracious
Deeply honoured by this review.
Just as I thought I was done with the ash-berries tossed at me by the departing year, suturing up my tattered ego with a ghazal in the reigning obscurity, Mr D. P. Dash ruffled the quiet of my languid existence. Dash is a blogger who writes at ‘One Life is Not Enough’, but he didn’t stop at that and went ahead to self-publish his oeuvres, the latest being a book of verses so refreshing the droplets are still sticking to my mind.
‘Teach me to dream’ is a collection of jaunty poems written in a workaday diction that is blithely lucid. Unlike many practitioners of poetry, Dash doesn’t adorn the stream of his thoughts with symbols and motifs often. His is a candid style, crisp and direct, but it has none of the jarring monotony plaguing a host of present day poets. The movement of his…
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Well, finally I was able to nail my poetic muse. It is such a great sense of relief. Whether my book reaches its destination of readers or not it is a great sense of relief. It is like delivering the baby after a prolonged pregnancy. This was supposed to be my first book, as I … Continue reading teach me to dream – an anthology of my poems
The concept of mono no aware that I discussed in part 2 finds expression in Japanese art and literature including in the works of the latest Nobel laureate Kazuo Ishiguro. Even though the concept originated in the Heian Era (8th-12th century), it started gaining prominence in Japanese culture with the works of the 18th century … Continue reading part 3: The Japanese sense of Aesthetics
मैं निकला सत्य के संधान में | दिन दहाड़े , डायोजिनिज के लालटेन ले के राजधानी के राजपथ पर, सत्ता के गलियों में, कलाकारों के रंग मंच में, मंदिर , मस्जिद और गिरिजाघरों में | ढ़ूँढ़ता रहा वो सच्च जो कबका खो गया है, या सुलाया गया है, राजनेताओं के सफाई , आरोप और प्रत्यारोप … Continue reading Mein nikla satya ke sandhan mein
Six hours of circus- As usual the politician inaugurated it And slept throughout the show To wake up in the last hour To proclaim In words impeccable and rehashed The situation is under control The guilty will not go scot free And the victims will be compensated The trapeze men thought they were Fighting a … Continue reading it was a great show