A grey haze over the ricefields. The black cow grazing with her new-born calf, long-legged, unsteady— or trucks going past the high road:…
Jayanta Mahapatra is one of the best known Indian English poets. Perhaps any discussion on Indian English Poetry is incomplete without reference to his poetical works. Physicist, bilingual poet and essayist, Jayanta Mahapatra holds the distinction of being the first Indian English poet to have received the Sahitya Akademi Award (1981) for Relationship. In 2009 he was awarded by Government of India with "Padmashree Award", country's most prestigious award for civilian citizen for his out standing contribution to the field of literature. Birth and Early Life Jayanta Mahapatra, born on 22 October 1928 in Cuttack ( India ), belongs to a lower middle-class family. He had his early education at Stewart school, Cuttack . After a first class Master's Degree in Physics, he joined as a teacher in 1949 and served in different Government colleges of Orissa. Later Life All his working life, he taught physics at different colleges in Orissa. He retired in 1986. Mahapatra has authored 18 books of poems. He started writing poetry at the age of thirty-eight, quite late by normal standards. Mahapatra's tryst with the muse came rather late in life. He published his first poems in his early 40s. The publication of his first book of poems, Svayamvara and Other Poems, in 1971 was followed by the publication of Close the Sky, Ten By Ten. His collections of poems include A Rain of Rites, Life Signs and A Whiteness of Bone. One of Mahapatra's better remembered works is the long poem Relationship, for which he won the Sahitya Akademi award in 1981. He is the first Indian English Poet to receive the honor. Besides being one of the most popular Indian poets of his generation, Mahapatra was also part of the trio of poets who laid the foundations of modern Indian English Poetry. He shared a special bond with A. K. Ramanujan, one the finest poets in the IEP tradition. Mahapatra is also different in not being a product of the Bombay school of poets. Over time, he has managed to carve a quiet, tranquil poetic voice of his own--distinctly different from those of his contemporaries. His wordy lyricism combined with authentic Indian themes puts him in a league of his own. His recent poetry volumes include Shadow Space, Bare Face and Random Descent. Besides poetry, he has experimented widely with myriad forms of prose. His lone published book of prose remains The Green Gardener, a collection of short stories. A distinguished editor, Jayanta Mahapatrahas been bringing out, for many years, a literary magazine, Chandrabhaga , from Cuttack . The magazine is named after Chandrabhaga, a prominent but dried-up river in Orissa. Vision of Poetry “To Orissa, to this land in which my roots lie and lies my past and in which lies my beginning and my end..." declared the poet in his Award-receiving speech at the Sahitya Akademi, New Delhi. The clue to understand Mahapatra’s poetry is given by the poet himself: “My poems deal with the life within myself where the mind tries to find a sort of coherence from the mass of things in the world outside it.” Awards Second Prize International Who’s Who in Poetry, London, 1970. Jacob Glatstein Memorial Award Poetry, Chicago, 1975. Visiting Writer International Writing Program, Iowa City 1976-77. Cultural Award Visitor, Australia, 1978. Japan Foundation Visitor’s Award, Japan, 1980. Sahitya Academy Award National Academy of Letters, New Delhi, 1981. Invited Poet Asian Poets Conference, Tokyo, Japan, 1984. Indo-Soviet Cultural Exchange Writer, USSR, 1985. Resident Writer Centro Culturale della Fondazione Rockefeller, Bellagio, Italy, 1986. Invited Poet University of Malaysia, Kuala Lumpur, 1988. Singapore Festival of Arts, Singapore. 1988. New Literatures in English Conference, Justus-Liebig-Universitat, Giessen, West Germany, 1989 ACLALS Silver Jubilee Conference, Canterbury, England, 1989. First Prize Scottish International Open Poetry Competition, 1990. Invited Poet Poetry International, The South Bank Centre, London, England, 1992. Cuirt International Poetry Festival, Galway, Ireland, 1992. EI Consejo Nacional Para la Cultura y las Artes, Mexico. 1994 Mingei International Museum of World Folk Art, La Jolla, USA. 1994. Gangadhar National Award For Poetry, Sambalpur University, 1994 Ramakrishna Jaidayal Harmony Award, 1994, New Delhi. Vaikom Mohammad Basheer Chair Mahatma Gandhi University, Kottayam, 1996-97. Invited Poet ACLALS Conference, Kandy, Sri Lanka, 1998. Awarded Honorary Degree Doctor of Literature, Utkal University, Bhubaneswar, 2006. Invited Poet Weltklang Poetry Festival, Berlin, Germany, 2006. Bishuva Award Prajatantra Prachara Samiti, Cuttack, 2007. Padma Shree Award India’s Padma Shree Award, 2009. SAARC Literary Award, New Delhi, 2010 Poetry Readings Outside India University of Iowa, Iowa City, 1976 University of Tennessee, Chattanooga, 1976 University of the South, Sewanee, 1976 East West Center, Honolulu, Hawaii, 1976 Adelaide Festival of Arts, Adelaide, 1978 P.E.N. Centre, Sydney, 1978 Australian National University, Canberra, 1978 International Poets Conference, Tokyo, 1980 Asian Poets Conference, Tokyo, 1984 Aoyama University, Tokyo, 1984 Sapporo University, Sapporo, 1984 Writers Union, Moscow, Leningrad & Lvov, USSR, 1985 Singapore Festival of Arts, Singapore, 1988 Dewan Bahasa dan Pustaka, Kuala Lumpur, 1988 University of Malaysia, Kuala Lumpur, 1988 Universitas Indonesia, Jakarta, 1988 University of the Philippines, Manila City, 1988 Museong Kalinangang Pilipino, Manila, 1988 Irish Writers Centre, Dublin, Ireland, 1992 Sligo Arts Centre, The Grammar School, Sligo, 1992 The Guild Hall, Derry, 1992 WEA, Newcastle-upon-Tyne, Hexham and Durham, 1992 The South Bank Centre, London, 1992 Universities of Hull and Leeds (UK), 1992 The Naropa Institute, Boulder,Colorado, 1994 Instituto de Cultura de Campeche, Mexico, 1994 Instituto de Cultura de Puebla, Mexico,1994 Clark Atlanta University, Atlanta, USA, 1995 Hunter College, New York, USA, 1995 University of the South, Sewanee, USA, 1995 Writers Forum, De Kalb College, Atlanta, USA, 1995 Writers Forum, St. Andrews College, Laurinburg, USA, 1995 British Council, Kandy, 1998 Indian Cultural Centre, Colombo, 1998 In India Andhra University, University of Jadavpur, Calcutta University, University of Delhi, Osmania University, The Poetry Centre - Hyderabad, Visva-Bharati - Santiniketan, North East Hill University - Shillong, Tezpur University - IIT Guwahati, India International Centre - New Delhi, Bharat Bhavan - Bhopal, University of Lucknow, DAV College - Kanpur, Arts, Science & Commerce College - Durg.)
Jayanta Mahapatra şiirleri
In the darkened room a woman cannot find her reflection in the mirror…
Sometims a rain comes slowly across the sky, that turns upon its grey cloud, breaking away into light before it reaches its objective.…
The substance that stirs in my palm could well be a dead man; no need to show surprise at the dizzy acts of wind. My old father sitting uncertainly three feet away…
Over the soughing of the sombre wind priests chant louder than ever; the mouth of India opens.…
Endless crow noises A skull in the holy sands tilts its empty country towards hunger.…
Faces of tree-bark and grief hang against God's hand in the world that cannot lift itself up to help. In the corners of women's eyes…
Afterwards when the wars of Kalinga were over, the fallow fields of Dhauli hid the blood-spilt butchered bodies. [originally 'red-smeared voiceless bodies']…
Im verdunkelten Zimmer, eine Frau, die ihr Spiegelbild nicht finden kann,…
At times, as I watch, it seems as though my country's body floats down somewhere on the river.…
The apple sits on an old examination bed in the world's foyer. The stony silence of the men staring hard…
The yellowed diary's notes whisper in vernacular. They sound the forgotten posture, the cramped cry that forces me to hear that voice. Now I stumble back in your black-paged wake.…
The little girl's hand is made of darkness How will I hold it? The streetlamps hang like decapitated heads…
It was hard to believe the flesh was heavy on my back. The fisherman said: Will you have her, carelessly, trailing his nets and his nerves, as though his words sanctified the purpo…
Children, brown as earth, continue to laugh away at cripples and mating mongrels. Nobody ever bothers about them.…
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