ISSN: 2455-9687
(A Quarterly International Peer-reviewed Refereed e-Journal
Devoted to English Language and Literature)
Poetry
Dr. P.G. Rama Rao (1935) retired from the P.G. Dept. of English, Utkal University, Bhubaneswar, in 1995, after a long and distinguished innings as a teacher of English and American Literature. Among his publications are The Poetic Rapture (1963), Ernest Hemingway: A Study in Narrative Technique (1980), Narrative Technique in British and American Fiction (1986), The Critic’s Eye (1993), Scapes (1993), The Wave and the Hill (1993), My Days in Tulasi Kshetra (2009 & 2014), On the Other Side of the Globe (2013 & 2017), An Enduring Picture and Other Poems (2014), My Divine Hippocrene (2015), Aesthetic Ecstasy (2016), Whispers of Immortality (2016) It Is a Beautiful World (2017) and The Garden of Eden and Other Poems (2017). He can be contacted at pgramarao@yahoo.com.
1. Light-House
I want to travel
In a mobile light-house;
A house light like a boat on water
Or a bird in the air
But has a light on top.
Think of a snail
Or a turtle
With a fire-fly
On its back-pack.
Not a standing light-house
That guides ships
And draws insects --
But a moving one
That carries light
Wherever it goes.
2. Night
"Ah! Sweet, cute babe!
How well you sleep!"
Said the great Parent
As He covered the
World with a blanket,
Black and gem-studded.
In a little while,
The sky was all Eyes
From spheres celestial;
God knows why they winked
Non-stop and what
Their shining lips said.
Sometimes appeared
The beautiful huntress
Of the sky, Diana
Of the pleasing smile
And the gentle light;
Lo! The winkers took to flight.
All night worked the
Oxygen factory
Fuelled by carbon-
Dioxide; poor plants!
They work day and night
To keep us alive.
3. A Sick Sad Island
A sick sad island
Is this earth of ours?
Inescapable
Like St. Helena,
But much much larger,
Where Napoleons
Unnumbered have lived
And killed like kings and
Died like rabid dogs.
They bore many a name
But mindset was the same;
The prehistoric
Demonic tyrants,
Barbarian heroes,
And Dictators who
Bloodied the pages
Of history causing
Cultural regression.
I am afraid the
Mindset is still alive
And active like embers
In haystacks and threatens
To engulf this poor
Sad island of ours
In a devastating
Fire; before it happens,
Let us pray for peace.
4. The Tree
They have killed a tree;
But many are cremating it.
They kill it in one place,
But burn it in many places.
They beat and bang and mutilate
The kind, patient tree
In its own home,
But cremate it in their homes
With thankful warmth.
Blessed is the gentle tree
That gave shelter, leaves, flowers,
Nuts and fruits while alive,
And gives wood and fire in death
For mankind's use.
Nature's great icon of sacrifice,
A noble spiritual symbol.
5. The Maker and His Work
"The sculptor becomes the sculpture,
And the painter the painting;
The poet becomes the poem,
And the narrator the narrative;
The singer becomes the song
And the playwright the play."
So went on the speaker
And quoted from Sage Ramakrishna,
"God made the world
And became the world."
Everyone listened
In rapt attention
As if the speaker
Became the speech.
It may be said
That having become the world
God did not know how to run it,
Even as the speaker
Did not know how to stop
Having become the speech,
Words poured forth from him like
The Niagara Falls
Which does not know how to stop.
Why should the speaker bother
When he became the speech,
Which is charged with him,
And why should God run the world,
Which is charged with Him
And runs on its own.