Prof Sonjoy’s in his fourth and concluding part continues with his legacy of Bengal’s folk music. An exclusive for Different Truths.
You are
No more the you
That I knew
Your snaking plaits do not sway today
To the wind’s flute in its wayward way
No lightning streaks across your eyes,
To the roll of the thunder, its fall and rise.
No more do you smile, your sweet soft smile
Lost in your memories and your dreams for a while.
You are
No more the you
That I knew
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Prof Sonjoy Dutta Roy retired as Professor/Head, Department of English, Dean of Arts, and Coordinator of Centres for Theatre/Films and Media Studies at the University of Allahabad. Senior Fulbright Visiting Professor at UC Berkeley, Fellow at Louisiana State University, and UGC Visiting Fellow at Jadavpur University. His papers on theatre/poetry featured in leading journals. Over three decades, he directed Indian/American plays and lectured at UC Berkeley, UConn, Tufts, and more. Poetry collections: The Absent Words (1998), Into Grander Space (2005), Diary Poems (2012), and the forthcoming Of Blood and Book. Poems shortlisted by the British Council, the Poetry Society of India, Chandrabhaga, and Kavya Bharti. He is our National Editor: Academics.
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It’s beautiful.. short, simple yet evocative of lost spring..
Love the way the rhythm is so close to the original song…!
What a cadence! Beautiful.💖