Homage To Michael Madhusuda Dutta

Michael Madhusuda Dutta__ Homage On 26 th January, birthday... ____________ The bard of Bengal the impetus Sprite, Restless constant for parboiled Parnassian, To the abbot of thy being Calliope, Though it seem unconsciously full of life, did Inspire to write in perpetual rhyme, The epical effusion of thy insipid mind. The life eternal sprang in thy wee self, To devise the theme aged Zion authorize. the womb of janhavi did thou alight, To surge the dust of Renaissance to revive The ancient grave of vibrant Aeschylus, Knell in thy vedic vein the Hellenic epos, To sail from heart to head and to being upright. Poetic fruitiness ran efflux to brew, Similar in kind and kudos thy epic, The Greek masters and British bards did Find. Not the memesis thy captive lady, Nor thy versed meghnad badh a mimicry, Of the Grand Rhapsody that the Hindus, The divine progeny of the Almighty pride. Radical spirit the son of a king, Never to revert did indulge In ticklish task of literary ring of insecurity, The storm of unbridled wish to creat a new creed in placid sky of Homeric idyll, Sweeping the armour of divine lingo, Won the bucolic hearts of bengali swab. Lived beautifully and died a liege sublime.