Is a book of verse
Conversational, prosaic
And jazz
Celebrating the beat movement
Written for psychic healing,
Trying to recuperate,
Making for loss.
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Burqawalli, just for,
Am I here,HereWaiting,Waiting for you.A blonde,Belle,Beauty,MaidYou passing,Passing byIn the burqaAnd I,I marking you,YouWith love.
Where the lamp,
Where the light,The light has gone out?I am in the dark,In the dark,Show you the light,The light lighting the ways.
Jayanta Mahapatra’s waiting is an absurdist waiting,
Who is Godot after all,Why do the tramps wait for?Similar the case with Jayanta Mahapatra’s poemsDealing with time, wait and futile turn up,An absurdistDrawing from existentialism and nihilismAs the space full of vacuum,Nothing is nowhereAnd man alone in the cosmos.Jayanta Mahapatra is a poet of waiting,Waiting for uselesslesslyAs all our todays and tomorrows have shown…
Do not,
SayGoodbye,Goodbye for forever,Do not,Do notSay,Say you,Goodbye,Goodbye for forever.No,No,Never,Never say,Say you,You goodbye,Goodbye forForever,No,No,Never,Never to anyone.
We call him Bapu with love
A half-naked fakir with a lathiStriding aloneIn dhoti and shawl.
It is always alive in
The artist mayBut his art will not.