|| Aprahna _ Foreword (English) |||
This is the English translation of the foreword to my Third Odia poetry book
Aparahna (The Afternoon). The foreword is b
y Mr.Ramaknta Ratha, an
Odia poet of eminence http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ramakanta_Rath
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Afternoon
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The poet Sri. Hrushikesha Mohanty, himself has told of his intimacy
with poetry in preface of this book. One day, the poetry knocked at his
door and suddenly it came in. Since then everyday, during his walks in
lonely nights, she comes; both keep talking while walking along in
solitude. Then, both sit across the study table and keep talking. That
makes the poet realize the self, the present and the future in a way,
that is unique to him . The intimacy of a real poet with poetry is
always like this. That relation is neither realized by the wish of the
poet nor by his/her efforts; it happens at the wish of poems. Sri
Hrushikesha is blessed for this realisation and intimacy with poems,
that has come to him on its own .
The new style (of his expression) I told before is visible in plenty
in this volume. The inner-self (KabyPurusha) has revealed itself again
and again from traditional bounds and rituals. He has not completely
wiped off the past rather understood the present and has made the both
complement each other. It's not true the poetics has moved heavily
towards self (individualism); for the poet, the personal relations have
meanings. But that relation is very different than that what he had
before. Now these are much more meaningful. It has pains of the past.
One suffers while searching self in it. But one has to return to
present. If life is a drama, one has to look for the scenes and the
director of the drama. Unconvinced poet has indulged in self questioning
. The poet is restless in self search and almost always in off-beat
mood!
The poet who travels such a large space within him, has
uttered self with his uniqueness How can it not be? He has not been
writing poems for the sake of writing poems rather he has been obliging
the loving calls of poetics. I congratulate the poet and wish him the
best.
Ramakanta Ratha
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ramakanta_Rath
