Auden Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Auden the master artist
How to salute you, the master craftsman,
Experimenter in verse, the modern poet
Consummate artist and technical craftsman
Catching the rhythm of speech, the rhythm of life,
The city heartthrob and life space,
The pace and stride of movement,
Steps taken fast, hurried and swift,
A life technical and mechanical
Telling of heartbeat and pulsation
In factories and malls,
Artificial, coloured, dyed and browned!

But the age one of dismay and bewilderment,
Despair, dejection and despondence
Of darkness and bleak hope,
Human anxiety and bewilderment
And angst maligning the self
And marauding it
With the rootlessness of tradition
Darkening the space over
The waste land and the aftermath of it
And he rag picking, dovetailing images,
The shattered dreams of ruffled man in fatigues.


Images conjuring upon the mind's eye,
The images upon the mind's plane,
Leaves out of modern life and living,
Human predicament and man-made disasters,
Drawing and deriving from shattered dreams
As for to rebuild and re-construct images,
Images of life ever new,
Decoding and coding the language
In a masterly art of technical virtuosity,
Catching the rhythms of speech,
The nuances of language
Auden the master craftsman of verse.