A poet of the waste land

I fear, fear toSee you, sirs,How much dreadful and horribleWould you have been,Three dreaded and horrible sirsWhose sightYou would never again?

Saying,Why,Why is the Gandhi statueIn the Ghana Univ. campus?But they know it notThat Gandhi too was a black,Not a white manThe second thing is this,Education has nothing to doWith the Blacks and the Whites division.The third, if you want to replaceThe statue of Gandhi,Replace with some African national heroAnd the last, had I been a…

And the poets and poetessesJostling to make a breakthrough.

Aamaro kicchu nai,Jetei hobe sabay ke shashanei,O Baul,Baul Khepa ektara niyei,Ekhanei tomaro kicchu nai,Aamaro kicchu nai,Bas jetei hobe sabay ke!O Baul mendicant,Here your too is not anyhing,Mine too is not,Have to go to all of us to the crematorium ground,O Baul,Baul mendicant with the ektara instrument,Here your too is not anyhing,Mine too is not,Just have…

The far off terrain,The rugged expanses,Nomadic culture and habitations,Its history, art, culture and society,Herders, hunters, shepherds,The folksSpeaking indigenous ethnic tongues,Attired differently,Its lands, mountains, deserts,Mammals, birds and forests,Topographical landscapes,Historical and ethnographic artifacts,Mongolia, lying unexploredBut full of curiositiesTo know the history of the land.

And was tooAnd so is his poetry,With the echoes of modern art.A formerly editor of Indian Literature from Sahitya AkademiAnd the literary editor of Thought,He has authored quite a fewTo register his presence, to make it feelInto the domain of modern Indian English poetry.The Lake Surface and Other Poems, Rippled Shadow,Poems C, Negatives, Shapes in…