Comment on the theme of poem windy night by jibananada das
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Last night it was an intensely windy night—
a night of countless stars;
An expansive wind played around my mosquito net;
At times billowing it like the belly of a monsoon sea,
At times tearing it off the bed as if to cast to the stars;
Sometimes I felt—may be in half-sleep—that there was
no net on my bed,
That it was drifting like a white heron
in an ocean of blue winds alongside the Swati star.
It was such a wonderful night, last night—
All the dead stars awakened
the sky became capacity packed;
I could spot the faces of the dead ones—
obscure and beloved, among those stars;
In the dark of night, the stars sparkled like the dew-drenched eyes
of a hero kite sitting atop the Aswattha tree;
An expansive sky dazzled like the moonlit shiny shawl
from leopard’s skin— spread around
the shoulders of the queen of Babylon!
Last night was such an amazing night.
Stars that had vanished from the sky thousands of years ago
They too showed up,
gleaned through the window many a dead sky;
The beauty queens whom I saw pass away
in Assyria, Egypt, Vidisha
As if they had filed up in columns last night
with long spears in hand
along the foggy outline of the distant sky—
To overcome the inevitability of death?
To assert the invincible triumph of life?
To erect a scary solemn monument of love?
I was benumbed—totally overcome
I was almost torn asunder under last night’s blue torture;
Within the endless expansive wings of the sky
the earth was vanquished like an insect!
And came down from the core of the sky turbulent wind
through my windows, gushing in,
Like a bevy of zebras in the green pasture
bewildered by the lion’s uproar.
My heart is overwhelmed with the scent of green grass
across the sprawling veldt,
With the essence of extensive sunlight
that inundates the horizon,
With the restless robust lively furry exuberance of darkness,
like growls of an aroused tigress,
In life’s tempestuous blue intoxication!
My heart tore apart and flew away leaving the earth behind
It flew like a drunken balloon inflated in the blue sea of winds
chasing the mast of a distant constellation, from star to star
like an indomitable vulture.
Translated by Faizul Latif Chowdhury
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About the author:
Jibanananda Das was a poet and educator who lived from 1899 until 1954. He was born in Barisal town on February 17, 1899. His father, Satyananda Das, was Brahmabadi's founding editor as well as a social worker and educator. Kusumkumari Das, his mother, was a poet.
Themes:
- Stevenson's "Windy Nights" explores themes of fantasy, nature, and mystery in children's literature.
- The poem's first major theme is nature. Steven does an amazing job at describing a stormy night scene. There is a sense of mystery when a storm appears and makes a loud noise.
- The storm is pictured by Stevenson's persona, a child, as a guy galloping on a horse. The concept of young children's fantasy and imagination is introduced in this part.
- The poet uses the theme to illustrate how a young child can use the auditory and visual resources at his disposal to form a mental image of reality.
Jibanananda Das's windy night was published in 1942 yet, it continues to be one of the most influential works in the field of children's literature.
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