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Joy Goswami, Selected Poems – Asymptote

Shanti shanti shanti shanti—when the golden madgirl sits on the shore eating one sunset after another Ashes, Burnt by the Sun Or, Here comes the mother Having sold her daughter He finds it everywhere—the madness of tradition and the madness of individual talent.

After a long period of writing in little magazines and periodicals, his writing was finally published in the influential Desh Patrika. Her website can be found here. Hamida is the polar opposite to Jibanananda Das’s famous Bonolata Sen, an impossibly attractive woman for whom the speaking persona has spent centuries walking; Hamida, on the other hand, walks for you: Your correspondence will be highly appreciated.

Now kohita across the EU! And this— A mad woman has been sitting at the ghat For such a long time after her bath Ashes, Burnt by the Sun. For in Goswami’s world, the madwoman does not live in the attic. In keeping with his affinity for casting jooy ‘stars’ in his films, a business decision he does not hesitate to admit, Ghosh cast Bengal’s most popular actor, Prosenjit Chatterjee, as the poet Indranil.

The film, quite self-consciously, structures itself like a Goswami poem, and perfectly illustrates the ways in which his work has infiltrated the public consciousness. In towns across the globe Car-bombs explode—abandoned briefcases, parked scooters Explode—every day flakes are flung off the body of the earth— around the slab those aren’t shards of stone, they’re rows of dead bodies Their hands and feet torn [ All this is seen through geological time, one of the constants of Goswami’s poetry and prosethrough “supernovas bursting like bubbles” and so on, until we reach the breath-stopping last line: Where will I live with Kaberi-Bukun?


Faithful as mirrors, I give him back the lines he might have written from my side of the mercury-sheet, the sheen that films our eyes and reflects us, each the exact inversion of the other.

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There she comes, through our lane, right behind Kaberi— Hamida with two bags big and small in her hands [ In this house If anyone loses anything, let Olu know. No explanation for madness. I would use the word ‘subalterns’ to describe the subjects of many of his poems, if only he saw them that way—he doesn’t.

She carries the shopping bags. The minute you ask, she’ll think a bit And tell you which quasar has been misplaced by scientists, Which black hole is where This refusal to see domesticity and its branches as divorced from the workings of nature and history outside the house gives Joy Goswami’s poems their life force.

Goswami emerged into the popular consciousness alongside another important Bengali wordsmith, Suman Chattopadhyay. We aim to make sure people can read the valuable and beautiful poems by Joy Goswami. Meanwhile, his brilliant poems about houses often transform space by viewing them as an extension of the women living in them. How is one to write a poem about one’s illiterate maid, for instance?

Joy Goswami

After a long period of writing in little magazines and Goswami was introduced to and encouraged with respect to poetry by his father, a well-known political worker in the area. Your correspondence will be high; ly appreciated.

We do not consider you so weak as a poet. Have a nice day! In the poem “Spice grinding,” the man who has “come to prepare the spice-grinding slab” chips away lakes from the body of the slab. And then there is his most famous madwoman poem, not included in this collection. Look, there’s some in that pocket.


As I watched, I found myself smiling, the harvest of irony—I remembered my father’s best friend advising me, as a child, to study hard instead of spending my time reading or writing poetry. First, stop making her anonymous—that seems to be Goswami’s dictum. I have brought the Bursting through the bag the moon Gleams in the sky. I was inspired to look up the Bangla when I encountered the expression “worry-water” in the poem “Escape Route,” and to find out what had given birth to the English expression” mygoodness!

Best Poem of Joy Goswami.

Sections of this page. But not everyone has Goswami as an employer.

At college functions, his words rang out from loudspeakers, finding their way into the popular consciousness. The film is about a man who is terribly and stereotypically a ‘poet’: A superstar poet is just as much an oxymoron as a wealthy poet. It is titled “Pagli, tomar sathey,” meaning “Madwoman, with you,” which opens thus: Whether he is writing about time and history at war with each other, about trees and grass, astronomy and the earth, the night sky and its inhabitants, the sun, reptiles and eagles, dead parents and living baangla, money and its siblings, houses and their windows, freedom, or about wood and its skeletons, the shadow of women hides behind all his themes.

If you tell her, she’ll carry them to your doorstep.

In the big one the spinning earth. It is this everyday quality of madness that gives Goswami’s poetry so much of its energy. Trampling on space That dark girl walks on [