Bijay Kant Dubey


Bijay Kant Dubey Poems

1921. Communist Prakash Karat Is Not At All A Good Man, To Criticize Is His Job 10/17/2014
1922. Desire To Love An Arabic Muhammedan Girl 10/17/2014
1923. Kaun Banega Crorepati Nahin, Khakpati, Loaferpati? 10/17/2014
1924. Mr. Conservative, Think You 10/17/2014
1925. Terrorist 10/17/2014
1926. The Light Will Keep Burning 10/17/2014
1927. Burkawali She Prem 10/17/2014
1928. My Moon Displeased With Me 10/17/2014
1929. You Pause And Say, Where Are You Going? (Jaraa Rukiye Aur Sochiye Jaane She Pehle) 10/17/2014
1930. The Asthi-Kalasha Hanging By The Old Peepul Tree Of The River 10/18/2014
1931. By Being Light Unto Myself I Shall Pass Away Unsaid (Samah Ban Ke Bin-Bataye Chalaa Jana Hain) 10/18/2014
1932. Pikar Daru (After Taking Native, Country Liquor) 10/18/2014
1933. The Fanatic's Daughter As My Love 10/19/2014
1934. I Had A Talk With You 10/14/2014
1935. Indian Fatalism 10/19/2014
1936. Do Not Call Me A Poet 10/19/2014
1937. To Give The Slogan, To Flex The Muscle, To Paste The Graffiti Is The Cpi(M) 10/19/2014
1938. I Asked The Indian Hanuman, How Are You? 10/19/2014
1939. Haikus 10/19/2014
1940. A Golden, But Blackly Statue Of Radha And Krishna Emerging From The Fallen Temples 10/19/2014
1941. Kamala Das (Ii) 10/20/2014
1942. Jadavpur Universiy Campus Turf, Romeo And Juliette Walking, Wine Bottles Littered Upon And Of The Naxals And Naxalism 10/21/2014
1943. The Hooked & Crooked Men As The Communist Party Zonal And Local Committee Secretaries 10/21/2014
1944. Daru Piyo, Talk To The Girl And Do Naxalism In The Jadavpur Varsity Campus 10/21/2014
1945. Poetry/ Poetry Is Not Nudity, Obscenity Or Pornography 10/21/2014
1946. Contemporary Indian English Poetry 10/21/2014
1947. Unclothing Her, Do You Want To Photograph Her? 10/22/2014
1948. Kali 10/22/2014
1949. The Festival Of Lights, Deepawali 10/23/2014
1950. Mundamala Kali 10/23/2014
1951. They Are The Bamiyan Buddhas, You Fire Not On Them, Shell Them Not, O Talibans! 10/23/2014
1952. A. A. Anzarannii As An Indian English Poet From Himachal. 10/24/2014
1953. Jayanta Mahahpatra As An Image-Maker, A Myth-Weaver 10/25/2014
1954. Will You Read My Poem, Sir? 10/25/2014
1955. Bhai Phonta, Brother's Paste 10/25/2014
1956. The Cpi(M) District Secretary 10/25/2014
1957. I Too Am A Dancer 10/25/2014
1958. The Navel Of My Mother Burnt As A Diya, An Earthen Lamp 10/25/2014
1959. Contemporary-Time Indian English Poets After Name And Fame, But Do They Ever Ask For? 10/25/2014
1960. For To Be An Indian English Poet, You Start Editing A Literary Journal 10/25/2014

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

Ted Hughes

Hughes, you do not look like what you are in your poetry
A man so cruel, so callous
In your behaviour
That you could not take care of
A neurotic girl,
A loving and confessional girl
That you made her take life.

Hughes, are you really a hawk,

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