Dr subhendu kar

(Bhubaneswar, Orissa, India)

Biography of Dr subhendu kar

I am Dr.subhendu kar born in a state of orissa, India, basically an environmental consultant under the INSTITUTE OF ENVIRONMENT, by profession and my fascination is poetry but depth of affiliation to the world of poetry is yet unknown to me, interestingly something from within always impulses me to scribble about my feelings looking to the world around me- the soothing blue sky and its smooching whisperings to the moon by the rainbow across the vast void. I behold the
blue mountain by the beauty of its divine grace, the ocean in its ravishing waves of blue thrill and the jingling cornfield across the grin of the green that promise me to smile all along while trudging through the path of my journey in the midst of eternal stream of my time and space in this universe. At times tears glean in eyes by the sorrow or heart swells by the joy and happiness in a most intrigue manner baffling me by my existence across the known and unknown crowd and my mother taught me the alphabets and the abacus to know the curve of this world. with hope of love and peace unto the last dreg of my communion...
as I do exist nonexistently upon this earth with all my belongings, the men and matters, I have tried to express my self being roasted by the emotions extruding from me within and those are in the process of print as my footprint to the posterity.I do have half dozen of English anthologies of poetry and few in my own language of Oriya, apart from that I edit a literary journal called- IMAGE for constant communication with the people around me....

Dr subhendu kar's Works:

1. GOLDEN SHADOW.
2 STEPPING INTO BLUE SILENCE.
3.DISTANT VOICES ON OTHER SIDE OF THE SEA.
4.EKANTA TARANGA.-(INDIAN REGIONAL LANGUAGE.-ORIYA.)

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NOTCH OF GESTURE

They are now snuggled past- reposed
At each notch of the dust- dispossessed
Their ashes bristle fast with breath of darkness.
That once thrust upon the moment- embedded.

The dusts of black infinite
Refrained from rhythm reveling
Those settle slowly over their coffins- refluxing
And blood made patterns to sky blue - anguished.

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