Jayanta Mahapatra

(22 October 1928 - / Cuttack / India)

Jayanta Mahapatra
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Jayanta Mahapatra is one of the best known Indian English poets. Perhaps any discussion on Indian English Poetry is incomplete without reference to his poetical works. Physicist, bilingual poet and essayist, Jayanta Mahapatra holds the distinction of being the first Indian English poet to have received the Sahitya Akademi Award (1981) for Relationship. In 2009 he was awarded by Government of India with "Padmashree Award", country's most prestigious award for civilian citizen for his out standing contribution to the field of literature.

Birth and Early Life

Jayanta Mahapatra, born on 22 October 1928 in Cuttack ( India ), belongs to a lower middle-class ... more »

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  • P.Narayan.Sinha (1/12/2019 1:50:00 AM)

    Mahapatra writes as an outsider of loneliness, longings, the contrast between myth & reality and above all
    the impossibility of finding a resolution. There is a constant experimentation with language, it's plasticity.
    Above all, it is a poetry of inner spaces; where the often tortured landscape of Orrissa mirrors psychological states.There is a pregnancy of silence in his poems that approaches a greater reality often lost in the flux of life.

  • Mahesh (12/2/2018 4:41:00 AM)

    A country poem jayant mahapatra send summary

  • Shweta Thorat (11/28/2018 9:23:00 AM)

    Nice I formation but I think more information should be occupied

  • Shridhar (8/20/2018 10:52:00 AM)

    I need original poem of a country

  • VEERESH K (7/27/2018 4:05:00 AM)

    SIR PLEASE GIVE ME POEM A COUNTRY

  • Arjun Srinivas (1/5/2018 5:27:00 PM)

    'Evening Landscape by the River' and ' From Temple' by Jayant Mahapatra are missing from this poet's archives here.

  • Bijay Kant Dubey Bijay Kant Dubey (11/7/2015 9:16:00 AM)

    As a poet, Jayanta is first of all an imagist then a linguist, a photographer, a dreamer, a visionary, a thinker; a realist, a feminist, a modernist, a post-modern; a historian, an ecologist, an environmentalist; an Odia first then an Indian and an internationalist; an existentialist, an iconoclast and a symbolist. As a teacher of physics, he has drawn from light and darkness theories. Poetry is physics and physics his poetry. Poetry to Mahapatra is the geography, sociology and archaeology of Orissa and Orissan places. A professor of physics, he sees the pinda-dana continuing sand the asthi-kalasha being immersed into the holy waters to reach to the conclusion of matter and mass.

  • Bijay Kant Dubey Bijay Kant Dubey (5/20/2014 7:44:00 AM)

    It pains us to see that some teachers and scholars under the pretext of meeting him take the interview with him and get photographed with to release it on the internet which is but a gross violation and repudiation of morality and ethics. How does their morality permit them to do it? Had the poet himself introduced, it would have been good, but they like to be photographed with him as for to get a breakthrough. I do not want to belittle anyone, but the gravity of the matter is as such that I cannot help without taking it. |

  • Bijay Kant Dubey Bijay Kant Dubey (5/20/2014 7:42:00 AM)

    It pains us to see that some teachers and scholars under the pretext of meeting him take the interview with him and get photographed with to release it on the internet which is but a gross violation and repudiation of morality and ethics. How does their morality permit them to do it? Had the poet himself introduced, it would have been good, but they like to be photographed with him as for to get a breakthrough. I do not want to belittle anyone, but the gravity of the matter is as such that I cannot help without taking it.

  • Bijay Kant Dubey Bijay Kant Dubey (5/15/2014 9:31:00 PM)

    Dawn at Puri
    A dawn at Puri, near the Jagannath temple, the complex lit with the glow and glisten together with the queues of the worshipers, waiting for their turn to enter the Great Temple and to offer their prayers and offerings, most of them the white-clad widows, hopeless and helpless, past the centre of their lives with nothing to be left with, just kept up and held by piety and faith in the Lord, the Creator, Preserver and Destroyer of life, into whose hands is this poor life of man and to Him only she can say the things of hers in whispers.With the austere eyes, they looking like the fish caught in the net at dawn break like the shining strands of faith. Frail light like frail faith dazzling around, moving on to focus on a mass of crouched faces, the leprous shells leaning together and here lies the pathos of life expressed in the lines, the dark despair and dejection of man combined with anxiety raising the eyebrows of doubt and suspense with regard to the Scheme of Things and that too against the backdrop of the rock-built temples.
    Again, the light shifts to the burning of the pyre on the holy sands, the smoky blaze of a solitary pyre burning on telling of a life lived or worth to be lived. But the wish of burning on the holy sands purifies it the forlorn inner will with nowhere to go and confide in, no solace or refuge to be found or given anywhere. Who knows what it is in whose lot? Similar had been the wish of his aging mother if she might have or had it been, as willed she, the wish of every aging mother to be cremated here as Puri is the gateway to heaven, but faith is faith, life, life. Frail faith like dazzling and shaky light keeps shifting.

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Best Poem of Jayanta Mahapatra

Hunger

It was hard to believe the flesh was heavy on my back.
The fisherman said: Will you have her, carelessly,
trailing his nets and his nerves, as though his words
sanctified the purpose with which he faced himself.
I saw his white bone thrash his eyes.

I followed him across the sprawling sands,
my mind thumping in the flesh's sling.
Hope lay perhaps in burning the house I lived in.
Silence gripped my sleeves; his body clawed at the froth
his old nets had only dragged up from the seas.

In the flickering dark his lean-to opened like a wound.
The wind ...

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