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Monday, December 5
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ronjon
on December 5, 2005 04:03PM (PST)
Monday, May 12
by
RY Deshpande
on May 12, 2008 04:48AM (PDT)
![]() Passing Moments Here is a set of poems selected from my book Passing Moments that was brought out by M/S Ultra Publications, Bangalore, India, in 2002, ISBN # 81-87544-03-1. These poems, totalling 49, were written during 19 June-18 July, 1998; another, a much longer narrative running into 40 stanzas, dated 18 August 1998, also followed generally the same style of composition but it has been kept aside from the present selection. While taking the opportunity of presenting these selected poems here I have touched them up lightly at places. But the important feature of this presentation is that of illustrations accompanying them. For this purpose I have capitalized on the Google Images quite extensively, Images with all their amazing variety and abundant creative excellence. But then at the same time there are also several limitations, they kind of putting rigid geometrical boundaries around what the swift and supple enthusiasm of inspiration can convey, they not seizing the much subtler and suggestive feeling of the poetic language. Yet it is believed that one can leap over this not really frozen sense of the image-phrases, even as they do possess a loaded multi-meaninged softness if one is insightful to see what lies behind them; the visual impact they provide can bring something of it when seen in inner association with what the hues and shades are trying to communicate. Perhaps in that respect the revelatory power itself can come out in another living and vivid language of sight and sound, each enhancing the sense more perceptively. But this is an attempt and I do not know how far it has succeeded or is going to be acceptable. In any case, I must express my silent but sincere gratitude to the numerous authors of the Images for this use of their works for my purposes, sometimes with free adaptations of their imaginative and artistic creations, a use which is not for any commercial gains. I hope in the process I’ve not infringed on any copyrights. more » Saturday, May 10
by
RY Deshpande
on May 10, 2008 05:21PM (PDT)
World-spirit, I was thy equal spirit born.
My will too is a law, my strength a god. I am immortal in my mortality. I tremble not before the immobile gaze Of the unchanging marble hierarchies That look with the stone eyes of Law and Fate. My soul can meet them with its living fire. Out of thy shadow give me back again Into earth's flowering spaces Satyavan In the sweet transiency of human limbs To do with him my spirit's burning will. I will bear with him the ancient Mother's load, I will follow with him earth's path that leads to God. Else shall the eternal spaces open to me While round us strange horizons far recede, Travelling together the immense unknown… Wherever thou leadst his soul I shall pursue... more » Saturday, May 3
by
RY Deshpande
on May 3, 2008 09:56PM (PDT)
...Back from the grandeur of my perilous realms
Go, mortal, to thy small permitted sphere! Hasten swift-footed, lest to slay thy life The great laws thou hast violated, moved, Open at last on thee their marble eyes… more »
by
Rich
on May 3, 2008 01:44PM (PDT)
![]() (courtesy Google Images) This paper seeks a long overdue critical exploration of Sri Aurobindo's evolutionary vision and how it might inform contemporary discourse on globalization and those regimes of techno-science whose productions propel its advance. That such a critical inquiry is overdue is regrettable because we live at a time in which we are undergoing what is perhaps our most rapid period of change in human history. We live in an era in which the dislocation of our physical, life and mental worlds seems to result from the pull of three strange attractors accelerating at different speeds. Gazing out from the edge of digital culture in North America to do a critically inquiry into the future is problematic because our perspectives are already conjoined to the gaze of a culture entrained in exponential change. But what would constitute a future view? An epistemology of the Other? A discourse on the never quite? The future is that distant coordinate which is only know through its proximity to our present. So what does the present teach? In America we are travelling so rapidly that from here we do not hear the voices of indentured knowledge workers standing in lines of up to mile, amidst the smoke and decay of south India, to compete with the multitudes of Heidegger's “standing reserve” for their conditions of economic bondages; of eight to twelve partitioned hours a day spent facilitating the global flow of virtual capital. Although the gaze from here may sense the desiring nature of the machine it lacks an epistemology for coping with its assemblages and a methodology for resisting its discipline..... more » Saturday, April 26
by
RY Deshpande
on April 26, 2008 10:36PM (PDT)
Awhile on the chill dreadful edge of Night
All stood as if a world were doomed to die And waited on the eternal silence' brink… Hungry beyond, the night desired her soul. But still in its lone niche of templed strength Motionless, her flame-bright spirit, mute, erect, Burned like a torch-fire from a windowed room Pointing against the darkness' sombre breast. The Woman first affronted the Abyss Daring to journey through the eternal Night. Armoured with light she advanced her foot to plunge Into the dread and hueless vacancy; Immortal, unappalled her spirit faced The danger of the ruthless eyeless waste… more » Saturday, April 19
by
RY Deshpande
on April 19, 2008 09:03PM (PDT)
At first in a blind stress of woods she moved
With strange inhuman paces on the soil, Journeying as if upon an unseen road. Around her on the green and imaged earth The flickering screen of forests ringed her steps. Its thick luxurious obstacle of boughs Besieged her body pressing dimly through In a rich realm of whispers palpable, And all the murmurous beauty of the leaves Rippled around her like an emerald robe. But more and more this grew an alien sound, And her old intimate body seemed to her A burden which her being remotely bore. Herself lived far in some uplifted scene Where to the trance-chained vision of pursuit, Sole presences in a high spaceless dream, The luminous spirit glided stilly on And the great shadow travelled vague behind. Still with an amorous crowd of seeking hands Softly entreated by their old desires Her senses felt earth's close and gentle air… more » Friday, April 18
by
RY Deshpande
on April 18, 2008 06:33AM (PDT)
These 111 photographs of the Samadhi, seven inches by ten inches in size, taken at different times of the day and from different angles, have been collected and printed on art paper in this volume. They evoke the presence of this sacred place with its atmosphere of deep peace and serenity. Many of the photographs capture the beauty of the floral decorations and designs that are created twice daily on the Samadhi. A short introduction records how the care of the Samadhi and its environs developed from December 1950 to the present and includes many of the Mother's instructions on how things were to be kept and arranged.
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Thursday, April 17
by
RY Deshpande
on April 17, 2008 06:22AM (PDT)
![]() This pencil-sketch of Arjava, with the caption below it,
is by Amal Kiran drawn on a piece of paper. It is kept by him as a frontispiece
in his copy of Poems by Arjava (J A
Chadwick) published in 1941. The copy contains, in Amal’s hand, Sri Aurobindo’s
comments on a fairly large number of poems. These poems were mostly written during
the 1930s. It is significant to note that Arjava the logician-philosopher started
writing poetry after joining the Ashram. Saturday, April 12
by
RY Deshpande
on April 12, 2008 08:09PM (PDT)
The dim and awful godhead rose erect
From his brief stooping to his touch on earth, And like a dream that wakes out of a dream, Forsaking the poor mould of that dead clay, Another luminous Satyavan arose, Starting upright from the recumbent earth As if someone over viewless borders stepped Emerging on the edge of unseen worlds. In the earth's day the silent marvel stood Between the mortal woman and the god. Such seemed he as if one departed came Wearing the light of a celestial shape Splendidly alien to the mortal air… Between two realms he stood, not wavering, But fixed in quiet strong expectancy… But now the impulse of the Path was felt Moving from the Silence that supports the stars To touch the confines of the visible world. Luminous he moved away… more » Monday, April 7
by
RY Deshpande
on April 7, 2008 05:16AM (PDT)
In his copy of Arjava’s Poems, Amal Kiran has pasted as frontispiece the pencil impression of Arjava made by himself, Amal Kiran. He is shown clad in dhoti and a buttoned-up shortish kurta, with a walking stick in his hand. He is well-groomed, has a pointed nose and a pointed chin. In this copy of his Amal has, importantly, copied Sri Aurobindo’s comments on the poems. Amal writes about Arjava’s poetry as follows: “As we might expect of a mind trained to careful intellectuality, Chadwick—or Arjava, as he came to be known from the name Arjavananda (meaning "Joy of straightforwardness") given him by Sri Aurobindo—did not achieve closeness to the Ideal through a lavish spontaneity whose very breath is song. A deliberate self-critical compact perfection belonged to him. Instead of taking the Kingdom of Heaven by a stormy frontal assault, he laid slow siege to it and won its treasures by patient compulsion—a victory no less complete though differing in plan and technique. Here too is a superb energy of imagination expended not so much in a royal diffusion as in concentrated exquisiteness or magnificence. We feel, to quote the poet's own words from a sonnet, "a chaos-ending chisel-smite" in each work—a faultless statue emerges in which every line and curve has been traced by an inspired precision…” This is one of the deepest studies on the Ovehead poetry that has come after Sri Aurobindo and it must prove immensely helpful in our critical appreciation as well as creative effort.
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Sunday, April 6
by
RY Deshpande
on April 6, 2008 06:29AM (PDT)
The two opposed each other with their eyes,
Woman and universal god: around her, Piling their void unbearable loneliness Upon her mighty uncompanioned soul, Many inhuman solitudes came close. Vacant eternities forbidding hope Laid upon her their huge and lifeless look, And to her ears silencing earthly sounds, A sad and formidable voice arose Which seemed the whole adverse world's. “Unclasp,” it cried, “Thy passionate influence and relax, O slave Of Nature, changing tool of changeless Law, Who vainly writhst rebellious to my yoke, Thy elemental grasp; weep and forget. Entomb thy passion in its living grave. Leave now the once-loved spirit's abandoned robe: Pass lonely back to thy vain life on earth.” It ceased, she moved not and it spoke again… more » Thursday, April 3
by
RY Deshpande
on April 3, 2008 02:48AM (PDT)
A book of tributes entitled Dr. M. V. Nadkarni—A journey on the Sunlit Path is going to be released on Friday 4 April 2008 at the Society Beach Office in Pondicherry. Arun Vaidya’s article which appears in it is being posted here, particularly in view of the two photographs that accompany it.—RYD more »
Saturday, March 29
by
RY Deshpande
on March 29, 2008 08:44PM (PDT)
So was she left alone in the huge wood,
Surrounded by a dim unthinking world, Her husband's corpse on her forsaken breast. In her vast silent spirit motionless She measured not her loss with helpless thoughts, Nor rent with tears the marble seals of pain: She rose not yet to face the dreadful god. Over the body she loved her soul leaned out In a great stillness without stir or voice, As if her mind had died with Satyavan. But still the human heart in her beat on. Aware still of his being near to hers, Closely she clasped to her the mute lifeless form As though to guard the oneness they had been And keep the spirit still within the frame. Then suddenly there came on her the change Which in tremendous moments of our lives Can overtake sometimes the human soul And hold it up towards its luminous source… The voice of life is turned to infinite sounds, The moments on great wings of lightning come And godlike thought surprise the mind of earth. more » Monday, March 24
by
RY Deshpande
on March 24, 2008 03:00AM (PDT)
One with the Eternal, live in his infinity, Drowned in the Absolute, found in the Godhead, Swan of the supreme and spaceless ether wandering winged through the universe, Spirit immortal. ... more » Saturday, March 22
by
RY Deshpande
on March 22, 2008 09:30PM (PDT)
A cosmic mind
Looked out on all from formidable eyes Contemning all with its unbearable gaze And with immortal lips and a vast brow It saw in its immense destroying thought All things and beings as a pitiful dream, Rejecting with calm disdain Nature's delight, The wordless meaning of its deep regard Voicing the unreality of things And life that would be for ever but never was And its brief and vain recurrence without cease, As if from a Silence without form or name The Shadow of a remote uncaring god Doomed to his Nought the illusory universe, Cancelling its show of idea and act in Time And its imitation of eternity. She knew that visible Death was standing there And Satyavan had passed from her embrace. more » |
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