Bijay Kant Dubey


The Door Of Heart (For Jayanta Mahapatra) / A Carpenter Of Images - Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

The door of heart
Never does it open
And when opens it,
Broadens it the range,
The dimension,
The horizon and the spectrum
Of the mind.

Jayanta as a poet
Sits by the door
Dreaming,
Taking visionary glides,
Dreaming and lapsing into,
Dreaming and gliding.

Just like a woodpecker
He keeps pecking,
Holing in,
Giving the shrill call,
The grey and grizzled woodpecker,
Yellowish, brownish and blackly-striped.

A carpenter of images,
Handworks, wood-works,
He thinks of the doors
And slipping out,
The doors to be carved out
Of the rock-built temples,
The doors of dreams.

Topic(s) of this poem: art


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 11, 2015



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