Let Us Take Jayanta’s The False Start

Jayanta's The False Start appeared from a poet's enterprise Called Clearing House, Bombay in 1980 And it's a book of poems to be reckoned with, Starting from the poem, A Day of Rain, Followed by Suppose, Today, Absences, The Gift of Night In a quick succession. Last Sadness, Through The Stone, Woman In Love, A Sailboat of Occasions, Bound, Slum, Pain, The Rain Falling, After The Rain, Time Drawing In, The other poems included in it. But the poems, The Mountain, The Door, The Abandoned British Cemetery At Balasore, India Often talked and quoted While the others too not less than In imagery and reflection. The Storm, The Rising, The Accusation, Shadows, The Moon Moments, Ash, The Day, The House, The Retreat, The Hour From The Window, Steps In The Dark, The Evening That Is To Come, not less than, Similar in imagery and reflection. Jayanta though an imagist primarily lapses into The domains and trajectories Of existentialism and nothingness, Vacant thinkings anbd random reflections Which have swept him otherwise, Not through literature. Jayanta though an imagist primarily lapses into The domains and trajectories Of existentialism and nothingness, Vacant thinkings anbd random reflections Which have swept him otherwise, Not through literature. But in the physics classrooms while grappling With the light chapter and the origin of universe, He came to mark nothingness and vacant reflection, Blank thinking and nihilism As he his base is not of the literature But of physics. Jayanta Mahapatra is an absurdist And his poetry the poetry of the absurd, Not the drama of the absurd, Dwelling far into the realms widening, Of a different spectrum and the horizon of studies, Giving poetry the space of physics. The Abandoned British Cemetery At Balasore is almost like Gray's Elegy And the historical narration Referring to art, architecture and archaeology And narratology In a fine stance of his own, Dealing with the archaic dead, the ruins of marble and stone, The crumbling wall of brick, the coma of alienated decay And he will not disturb history As this is the course of it.