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Nature in Mamta Agarwal's Poetry
|by Mohan Patnaik|
Mamta Agarwal is a leading poet of India to-day. Widely read and widely traveled she has made poetry her passion in life. ‘Poetry is my Sanctuary’. She admits, ‘to which I withdraw very quietly’. She has already been a published author of more than three, hundred, poems. Her three volumes of poetical work “Rhythms of Life” (2008), “Voices of Autumn” (2010) and the latest “The Untold Story of a Pebble” (2013) speak volumes for her as a poet. She writes with effortless ease. There is a spontaneity of expression and a remarkable felicity of language that marks her poetry.
Poetry comes to Mamta as naturally as leaves to a tree. In her poem ‘As the ink begins to run ……’ she defines poetry in her own way – ‘A sheaf of papers got swept with the breeze / like kites my poems took flight with ease (An untold Story of a Pebble). She never cultivates a style and no where she sounds artificial. Her thoughts come in a flash and she writes. Being a keen observer of life around and sensitive enough to sight and sound she is able to enrich her poetry by all that is small and beautiful. Grass flowers under the feet tickle her as much as a tiny black bird soaked to the rain. Nothing escapes her. The mighty eye and ear are at work together in making her poetry romantic.
Of all the subjects she deals in, nature seems to be special for her. “Nature has been and is my best friend and teacher from the time I was a child”. She say, “In all seasons and times I go into ecstasy and find healing in its lap”. Nature inspires her. It is always a thing of beauty and so a joy for ever. “Rain is giggling”, she writes, “like the carefree children / I too am humming” (Rain, Moods and Inner formation). She shows the divine ecstasy she feels about nature when “Dead can feel and speak” (Voices of Autumn). In her enjoyment of nature she never longs for an eternity of time, even a moment of bliss can send her to rapture. In ‘chasing a butterfly’ she writes, ‘I wish time would stand still / And that moment of bliss could last to an eternity….. But that is against law of nature / So I enjoy that moment of being’.
Mamta Agrawal is a versatile artist. Her poetry is as wide as her thoughts. It is not on nature alone she makes her songs. But to remove nature from her poetry is like removing jewels from the crown. She is a poet of nature distinctly Indian in scent and sound. There is no melancholy brooding, no yearning for the classicists. Her poetry is sheer joy that fills the heart with sensation sweet. It breathes an air of sweet coNature in Mamta Agarwal’s Poetry
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