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RK: A Poet of Love and Relationship
|by Bijay Kant Dubey|
Solitude and Other Poems by Rajender Krishan ISBN: 978-81-8253-414-8
A Study of His Solitude and Other Poems
While going through Rajender Krishan’s first collection of poems named Solitude and Other Poems, the poems included in the book tell of the spiritually religious tradition continuing to till now as an indefatigable trend and tenor of Indian life-view and thinking ranging from Kashmir to Kanyakumari, Himalayan ranges to the plains and beyond and the votaries of it crossing the seas to propagate it world-wide as for cosmic peace and happiness which but human soul is ever thirsty, ever hungry of, always aspiring, always yearning to get it as the lotus of meditation and imagination.
Rajender discusses the same into his poetry, but in a racial way using the archetypes. We do not know how to assess and analyze his poetry. A non-resident Indian, settled in the USA, he is a poet Indian in thought and content. There is something as that of Himalayan wisdom, yogic delving and the Bhakti yoga in him distilling as the drops of the nectar of ancient wisdom and meditation. Indian philosophy, spirituality, religion and ethics form the basis of his poetry, Indian metaphysics, theology, myth and mysticism. His journey is from love to classical love poetry, the progression of human mind to greater heights of philosophy.
Silent Love written in the form of a love poem presents him as a lover reminding of the hugs and clasps of Radha and Krishna:
Sandbanks is a poem of the duality of love expressed in terms of meeting and parting, the river flowing in between the banks:
‘Who is Valentine?’ as a typical love poem encompasses in so many things.Is it a tribute, a homage to St. Valentine, at the altar of the saint? A bouquet of flowers on the tomb. Who is whose Valentine, how to say it? Whose love is true and sincere, sacred and sacrosanct? Who are but true lovers? Love is as fresh as a red rose which, but we do not know it, whose hue is dazzling red.
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