Marigold in Rainbow
The poems of this collection have been written over a long stretch of time--say about more than thirty years. It will be more apparent from the period frames of some of the poems written upon some important landmarks of recent world history.
Although the subject matter and the period of reference are varied, yet they may form a new whole in the vein of Robert Lowell\'s conceptualization of one man one poem. This is why the title of the collection is not the title of any one of the poems. In my opinion the common practice of naming the whole book by one of the titles of the poems is a practice not justifiable to the other ingredients of the book. The name of the book must represent the book as whole, not only a part of it.
It will be quite pertinent to have a note about the state of poetry in the present scenario. It has been told that poetry now a days is in shade. The light of day is very difficult for her. Many writers and critics have declared this age as the age of novels. But novel is long and life short. Time is receding each day. Poetry speaks little and in little length. Nevertheless, she is a little voice with large intentions. Poetry tries to capture this big world in a short way. Poetry must have its proper place in this fast becoming prosaic world. It will require nothing but coming out of one\'s prejudice, conditioning and false opinion.
And many times poetry ask questions, answers of which need to be searched and found. But at times there is no answers. In that case the questions are meant to keep us awake and alert and independent of thought.
It has been said by Wordsworth that poetry is the fine breathe of all human knowledge. This human knowledge is imbued with music and feelings. It may be realized that poetry can be held as the ultimate of human knowledge in the same way as music is the ultimate of human feelings, and sex/reproduction is the ultimate of human/animal biology.
Now the lines are here, words are here, with various spaces among them. They are open to meaning, conjecture and guess. Life lives on. (jacket)
Although the subject matter and the period of reference are varied, yet they may form a new whole in the vein of Robert Lowell\'s conceptualization of one man one poem. This is why the title of the collection is not the title of any one of the poems. In my opinion the common practice of naming the whole book by one of the titles of the poems is a practice not justifiable to the other ingredients of the book. The name of the book must represent the book as whole, not only a part of it.
It will be quite pertinent to have a note about the state of poetry in the present scenario. It has been told that poetry now a days is in shade. The light of day is very difficult for her. Many writers and critics have declared this age as the age of novels. But novel is long and life short. Time is receding each day. Poetry speaks little and in little length. Nevertheless, she is a little voice with large intentions. Poetry tries to capture this big world in a short way. Poetry must have its proper place in this fast becoming prosaic world. It will require nothing but coming out of one\'s prejudice, conditioning and false opinion.
And many times poetry ask questions, answers of which need to be searched and found. But at times there is no answers. In that case the questions are meant to keep us awake and alert and independent of thought.
It has been said by Wordsworth that poetry is the fine breathe of all human knowledge. This human knowledge is imbued with music and feelings. It may be realized that poetry can be held as the ultimate of human knowledge in the same way as music is the ultimate of human feelings, and sex/reproduction is the ultimate of human/animal biology.
Now the lines are here, words are here, with various spaces among them. They are open to meaning, conjecture and guess. Life lives on. (jacket)
