Bijay Kant Dubey


Bijay Kant Dubey Poems

4481. Style, It's My Style, Said He Lighting Another Piece Of Cigar 5/2/2016
4482. Black-Mouthed Hanumans Of Jayprakash Narayan Leaders, Politicians 5/2/2016
4483. In Bihar Paanwalla, Bidiwalla, Cigaretwalla, All Can Be Politicians 5/2/2016
4484. Communists Are Most Dangerous People 5/2/2016
4485. Murgiwalla, Bhiansawalla, Gayawalla, All Leaders In People's Bihar 5/2/2016
4486. Bihari Bhaiya Ladki Dekhno Ko Chala Other States/ Many Biharis Go To Other States Just To See Girls, Beautiful Girls 5/2/2016
4487. Romanian Teenage Mothers, How To Pity You? Romanian Unwed Mothers? 5/4/2016
4488. Daddy, O, My Daddy! How To Live Without You? 5/5/2016
4489. In The Global Market 5/5/2016
4490. Conservatives Destroyed A Beautiful Iran 5/5/2016
4491. The The Golden Oriole 5/6/2016
4492. Buddha In Meditation 5/7/2016
4493. Haiku Pieces 5/7/2016
4494. Romanian Teenage Mothers 5/7/2016
4495. They Are Not Nurses But 5/7/2016
4496. Mother's Day Saddens Me 5/7/2016
4497. If You Keep Reading, When Will You Love Me, Asked She The Countryside Girl, When Will You, The Teenaged Rustic Girl? / Pastoral Love & Her Wisp Of Romanticism/ Love Me, I Shall Love 5/7/2016
4498. Do Not Call Her A Call Girl, She Is Not Characterless And Fallen, She Is As Pure As Ganga, Yamuna, Saraswati 5/7/2016
4499. Cheetah, Cheetah 1/2/2017
4500. Cheetah, Cheetah, A Marvel In Prints And Spots! 1/2/2017
4501. The Blackly Big Pig Was Lying And The Small Piglets Sucking The Breast 1/2/2017
4502. The Young Maiden In The Hijab, I Saw Her, Went Nearer To And Stood By 1/2/2017
4503. The Leopard 1/2/2017
4504. Asiatic Lion 1/2/2017
4505. Smile Please, Said It The Photographer 1/3/2017
4506. The Woodpecker- Ii 1/3/2017
4507. Globalization And Poetry 1/5/2017
4508. Saudi Girls, Your Song-Notes Strike It The Heart, Singing The Songs With Sound Wave-Lengths 1/6/2017
4509. Bobby, I Love You, How To Say, I Love You? 1/6/2017
4510. The Wolf 1/7/2017
4511. A.K.Ramanujan Was A Typical South Indian Brahmin 1/8/2017
4512. The Jackals' Night 1/9/2017
4513. I Will Not, But Green Earth Will, Nor Will My Poetry 1/9/2017
4514. Politics Has Turned Into Dalali 1/9/2017
4515. Many Of The Indian Politicians Bhands Or Bhaats, Rustic Clowns Or Courtly Bards 1/9/2017
4516. Poetry To Jayanta Mahapatra 1/9/2017
4517. Jayanta As A Regional Poet, An Odia Poet 1/9/2017
4518. A Poet Of Silence 1/9/2017
4519. The Golden Jacakal 1/9/2017
4520. Emus, I Saw Them Standing Tall And Flocking, The Gifts From Australia 1/9/2017

Comments about Bijay Kant Dubey

  • Bijay Kant Dubey Bijay Kant Dubey (10/14/2014 1:38:00 AM)

    Prema Nandakumar to me

    Srirangam,
    12.3.92

    Dear Shri Dubey,

    Thank you for your gift of The Ferryman, a direct descendent of the great adhyatmika granths of our tradition. I read the introduction with great interest and congratulate you for such lofty sentiments. That was Swami Vivekananda's message given to the world in his Chicago address in 1998: Aakashaat patitang toyang yathaa gacchati sagarang/ Sarva deva samaskarang keshavang pratigacchati//. I can see the strong Tagorean influence in the poetry.
    Wishing you well,
    Yours sincerely,
    Prema Nandakumar

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  • Bijay Kant Dubey Bijay Kant Dubey (10/13/2014 11:35:00 PM)

    Prof M.K.Naik To Bijay Kant Dubey

    Dear Dr.Dubey,
    Thank you very much for the copy of 'Research Method' etc. It should prove helpful to any young researcher. I however wish you had been more discriminating in the choice of poets. In your pages too many versifiers seem to jostle against a few genuine poets! You could organize your argument in a more systematic manner.
    Best Wishes!
    MKNaik

  • Bijay Kant Dubey Bijay Kant Dubey (10/10/2014 12:13:00 AM)

    Is 'The Ferryman' your only work? You seem to be a Canto writer of some sort. Your poem is an endless song, and as a poet you seem to possess more spiritual cravings and ideal longings than your chronological age justifies. A person with more maturity and wisdom. I am happy. Your leanings towards Siva I appreciate as an older man. In fact I recite at morn, noon and evening Siva Parvathy Dwadasa slokam by Sri Shankaracharya, and also once daily Sivapanchakam. In your concept of yourself as a traveller and life as a travel in searching the Almighty, I agree with you. As we travel, we see the beauty of His creation, its diversity, the whole panorama of good and evil, hardship and happiness, wealth and poverty. Man and his karma on his road to God. Let us sing of life in its richness (not in the rich poor sense) and variety, and let that philosophy of yours comprise the whole panorama that is life.
    - - R.Rabiondranath Menon, Retd. IAS, (12.1.1996)

  • Bijay Kant Dubey Bijay Kant Dubey (10/9/2014 11:24:00 PM)

    Khushwant Singh To Me

    I went through your light verses and enjoyed them largely. They saved my sagging spirits and brought a smile on my face. I haven't smiled for a long time.
    Khushwant Singh
    (1 Oct.2004)

    Prof.M.K.Naik for Murkhamantri (The Joker Minister)

    Dear Dr. Dubey,
    Thank you for the poem. Successful satirical verse avoids conventionalities and is pointed, incisive and imaginative. You may do some observation in the light of this.
    - - -M.N.Naik (27/12)

    It is really kind of you to send me your book, How Far Indian is Indian English Poetry, which I look forward to read in the days ahead.
    I am sure there will be much for me to learn and enjoy from your book. I am so sorry I am ignorant of critical writing.
    - - -Jayanta Mahapatra (August 13,2001)

  • Bijay Kant Dubey Bijay Kant Dubey (10/8/2014 9:24:00 AM)

    I received your courier mail containing the paper Contemporary Indian English Poetry: Latest Entries. It is wonderful, wonderful, really wonderful. You have done a wonderful job which none has accomplished in India. I am amazed to see the material in such an extent covering almost everything about English poetry in India. You know so much about it and so many poets. You are really a storehouse of information. There is none of your talent which I had not been aware of. I do not think anybody has written about so much in India. Perhaps no Indian poet has written so much whom I know him. How do you gather the information? It is amazing to me to see it full. Though ill, it took almost two hours to complete my study of twelve pages. I am still on my bed and am reading it in a lying state. There is nothing left in it about English poetry in India. The paper is unprecedented, unparalleled, never written, never attempted. Perhaps your house is a library which you live in and you write from there. I have no words, no words to praise you. Congratulations. I congratulate you on writing such an original paper. I have no word, no word to say. It will be important not for Bridge-in-Making only, but for all the writers engaged in writing in English in India. I could not even change even a letter or a word as it has been composed and compiled.
    - - -Pronab Kumar Majumder, Retd. Special Secretary, Lake Town, Kolkata (8.10.14)

  • Amir Mohammad Islami Chalandar (6/6/2014 7:26:00 AM)

    excellent poems. you are great in explaining your feels. i invite you to read my poem

  • Ron Wimberly (3/1/2014 11:07:00 AM)

    It's about the essence! (The quality of essence) life is not about Quanity production as taught!
    It's your DNA unwind being quality of essence each!
    Your work makes me want to contribute. Hoka Hea
    Your flows make synaspse-a-coalition

Best Poem of Bijay Kant Dubey

The Dark Daughter

The Dark Daughter
The dark daughter, dark not, but beautiful,
Call her not dark,
As she dark not, my dark daughter,
Dark you, dark the world, the tales of Creation,
Dark, dark is Kali,
Not only you.

Dark daughter, you not only dark,
Dark the world and the tales of it,
Dark the Creation
And the tales of it,
The Light coming out from the Womb of Darkness
And shining upon.

Dark daughter, dark you not,
Dark the Creation and the tales of it
Shrouded in myths and mysteries
And miracles flashing upon
To dawn.

Dark dark, dark ...

Read the full of The Dark Daughter

Sylvia Plath

Sylvia, you the darling daughter of your daddy,
So much attached to and affectionate,
Lovely and emotionally alive,
Nervous and sentimental,
Ted Hughes, you could not feel it.

But the talent seemed to be beaming with
And breaking forth,
Dispelling all that was dark in consciousness

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