After Reading Pronab Kumar Majumder’s Poetry House Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

After Reading Pronab Kumar Majumder’s Poetry House



Pronab Kumar Majumder first of all is a poet of time,
Time fleeting by, slipping fast,
Gliding and sliding away,
Time mechanical,
Time worldly
And time cosmic too.

A poet, he was born in 1941
Which finally fell to East Pakistan after the Partition
And he came back to Calcutta
To read on and to continue
And joined the state level civil service
To be promoted to the rank of the special secretary.

Pronab is a translator, an editor of his journal,
A bilingual poet,
Writing in Bengali his mother tongue and English
And has authored many a book
Besides being a short story writer and a playwright,
Trying his hands to contribute to
A writer creative.

So much obsessed with time,
The poet broods and reflects over the passage of it
And the things being on the corridor of it,
Marking the sick hurry and divided aims
Of the modern pedestrian man and the commuter
Trapped in traffic jams
And the twilight glowing to vanish out.

Time’s gossips does he,
The timely man keeping time,
Hearing the strike of the clock tower,
The minute hand going impressionistically
And he entering into the diary of writing
All about life and the go of the world
And of man and the passage of time.

People sleeping on the footpaths,
Into the pavements,
Life pulsating thereon on the one hand
While on the other the heartthrob of the town
Beating it otherwise
Stuck in jams and gargantuan crowds,
A sea of crowd to pass by and disperse.

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