Bijay Kant Dubey

Bijay Kant Dubey Poems

1241. The Cpi(M) And Its Propaganda 5/13/2014
1242. The Gift Of The Cpi(M) To West Bengal 5/13/2014
1243. She Vanished Into The Panchttatva—five Elements 5/13/2014
1244. I Do Not Want Gold Or Silver, Just You 5/11/2014
1245. I Do Not Want Gold Or Silver, Diamond Or Pearl, Just You, Only You 5/11/2014
1246. A Bearing Letter 5/11/2014
1247. Under The Kaaini Plant Tree 5/11/2014
1248. Under The Kaamini Plant Tree 5/11/2014
1249. Poetasters As Indian English Poetry Journal Editors 5/11/2014
1250. Mother Tara 5/11/2014
1251. You Cannot Be A Doctoral Expert, A Ph.D. External Examiner 5/11/2014
1252. On Remembering Mulk Raj Anand Mulk Raj Anand 5/14/2014
1253. Have You Thought? 5/14/2014
1254. Some Indian Professor Editors Of English Literary Journals 5/14/2014
1255. The Race For Fame/ The Hypocrisy Of Modern Living 5/14/2014
1256. Modern Hollow Man, Proud, Elegant, Sophisticated & Hypocritcial 5/14/2014
1257. Who's Going To Be The Next P.M.? 5/14/2014
1258. An American Girl, Young & Beautiful, White & Golden 5/15/2014
1259. Why Did You Smile On Seeign My Daughter? 5/15/2014
1260. Kavita (Poem) With A Cup Of Coffee 5/11/2014
1261. Modern Son Celebrating The Mother's Day In His Own 5/12/2014
1262. For To Be A Poet, You Have To Be Sensitive 5/15/2014
1263. The Dubious Policy Of The Cpi(M) 5/15/2014
1264. The Blunt Buffloman From Bihar Calling Himself The Joker Minister 5/17/2014
1265. O Bihari Bhojpurian Petty Leader! 5/17/2014
1266. Lallu And Kallu Two Rustics From Bihar Wanting To Be Leaders 5/17/2014
1267. In The Circus Of Life 5/17/2014
1268. Where Is Justice? 5/17/2014
1269. Jayprakash Narain, You Did Not Do It Right 5/17/2014
1270. O, Rustic Lallu From Bihar, How Long Will You Keep Playing The Role Of Kallu! 5/18/2014
1271. Bihari Cabinet Of Foolish And Rustic Ministers 5/18/2014
1272. Lallu & Kallu Two Rustics From The Villages Of Bihar Going To Act As Villains 5/18/2014
1273. Kalbaisakhi (The Norwester) 5/19/2014
1274. O Himalayas, Tell You Of The Lost Mountaineers! 5/19/2014
1275. The Outsiders Trying To Be Northeastern Poets & Critics 5/19/2014
1276. How Did The Poets Of India Did Try Their Best To Sidetrack Me? 5/19/2014
1277. Medieval Indian History 5/19/2014
1278. The Beauty Of The Yakand & Datura Blooms 5/20/2014
1279. Poetry As The Dark Daughters 5/21/2014
1280. O Laluwa, Criminalize Not The Politics Of Bihar! 5/22/2014

Comments about Bijay Kant Dubey

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

    Prema Nandakumar to me


    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!

  • 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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