शान्त· Shanta
01सुनहरी पृथ्वी
Sunahri Prithvi
Divik Ramesh
2 verses · ~2 lines · 1 min
7 verses · ~1 min
सुबह-सुबह तालाब के दो फेरे लगाए
सुबह-सुबह रात्रि शेष की भीगी दूबों पर नंगे पाँव चहलकदमी की
सुबह-सुबह हाथ-पैर ठिठुरे, सुन्न हुए माघ की कड़ी सर्दी के मारे
सुबह-सुबह अधसूखी पतइयों का कौड़ा तापा आम के कच्चे पत्तों का जलता, कड़ुवा कसैला सौरभ लिया
सुबह-सुबह गँवई अलाव के निकट घेरे में बैठने-बतियाने का सुख लूटा
सुबह-सुबह आंचलिक बोलियों का मिक्स्चर कानों की इन कटोरियों में भरकर लौटा सुबह-सुबह
1976 में रचित
इति
The Poet
नागार्जुन
Nagarjun
1911 · 1998
Vaidyanath Mishra, universally known as Nagarjun, was a literary force of nature who absolutely refused to bow before power. Born in 1911 in the Darbhanga district of Bihar, he earned the title of Janakavi or the poet of the people through decades of unyielding progressive writing. He wrote in both Hindi and Maithili, winning the Sahitya Akademi Award for his Maithili collection Patrahin Nagna Gachh. Nagarjun was a restless traveler and a committed activist who actively participated in peasant movements and went to prison several times. His poetry is stripped of all artificial elegance. It speaks directly with the raw, biting anger of the hungry, the marginalized, and the exploited. Whether he was exposing political corruption or writing tenderly about the first rains on parched village earth, his words carried the undeniable scent of the soil. He died in 1998, but he remains the ultimate benchmark for resistance poetry in India. He proved that true poetry does not reside in the palaces of kings, but in the sweat and struggle of the common folk.
Paired Painting
On the River, Benares
When Edwin Lord Weeks arrived in the ancient holy city of Varanasi, known then as Benares, he was deeply moved by the living spirituality woven into every stone of the riverside ghats. Unlike many Western travelers who viewed the East through a distant exotic lens, Weeks approached India with profound reverence and painstaking observational care. He stood on boats in the middle of the sacred Ganges to capture the delicate morning light as it bathed the majestic sandstone steps, soaring temples, and quiet devotion of daily life. In this breathtaking masterwork, the shimmering reflections on the holy river reflect not just light, but centuries of faith, renewal, and quiet human dignity. Devotees gather under woven bamboo umbrellas, perform daily ablutions, and converse along the waters, while grand architectural facades rise proudly into the brilliant sapphire sky. The painting stands as a deeply respectful testament to the enduring eternal spirit of Kashi, preserved forever through the artist's empathetic brush.
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If this held you
Four more, in the same key.
Chosen for their rasa and their register, not their popularity. Each one carries some part of what Subah-Subah carries.
