Poetic Sumary Of Dawn At Puri Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Dawn at Puri as a poem captures the scenic and picturesque landscapes surrounding Puri, the Jagannath Temple, the sea beach adjacent to it so closely and the morning sun rising, glowing in full attraction with the lines of devotees past their age queuing up to enter the Great Temple.
As the light is radiant, but shaky in its drizzle, often shifting to so is faith upholding them down the ages, past the centres of gravity as they lackluster in stepping and moving back. What to do now apart from living by faith? It is faith which but sustains, which but misleads too. Nothing is but certain.
Dawn at Puri as an imagistic poem is admirable for the photographic quality with the locale and the canvas of its own. The crows cawing, cawing, the holy skull lying on the sands, the widows lined up for prayers and offerings, all these tell a different story of hunger, faith in doubt, existential search and absurdist questions of life.
The frail light shifts to with the dazzle of sunbeams from the sea landscape to the temple complex to the women lined up and queued to the lepers lying faceless, nameless telling the strange tales of human existence to the solitary pyre burning on the beach with the wish of his mother to be burnt here.