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Joy Goswami (Bengali: জয় গোস্বামী; born ) is an Indian poet. Goswami writes in Bengali He has received the Anita-Sunil Basu Award from the Bangla Academy, Govt of W.B. the prestigious Ananda Purashkar in for Ghumiyechho. Free Bengali novel PDF Download now Kobita Sangroho by Joy Goswami and Read online Kobita Sangroho by Joy Boi.

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In the big one the spinning earth. By this time he was already writing poetry. This brought his immediate critical acclaim and so long after his first poetry collection was published, named Christmas o Sheeter Sonnetguchchho Sonets of Christmas and Winter.

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For it is at this point in the poem that the poet turns Olu into someone who is no longer chained by misplaced household items. By using this site, you agree to koibta Terms of Use and Privacy Policy. But by the time I was in college in the mid s, Goswami had become an everyday saint for my friends in the Bangla department. And so it continues, detailing the fear of eviction from a familiar space. And then there is his most famous madwoman poem, not included in this collection.

He wasn’t exactly the kind of role model parents would bring to their child’s attention. The madness that turns a companion into a competitor; uoy madness that attends the uncertainty of ending a poem; the madness that has turned poetry into a consumer product; the madness of migration, between nations and between genres. Joy was born on November 10, in Kolkata.

Joy Goswami

Goswami turned sixty this year, and to celebrate his life in poetry, a documentary called Joy at Sixty was produced by Sumit Das. Even if nobody else “calls her by name,” he will.


He lost his father at the age of six, after which the family was sustained by his mother, a teacher. The vegetable-vendors, the fish-sellers say: It is titled “Pagli, tomar sathey,” meaning “Madwoman, with you,” which opens thus: The jy in Das’s poem walks the crests of Indian history searching for the woman who exemplifies its golden ages; Goswami’s poetic subjects, in contrast, walk through crowded lanes in bazaars, in what modernist poets might recognise as the diminished epic.

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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 konita reach the breath-stopping last line: The poems “Hamida” and “Olu”, translated by Sampurna Chattarji in Harper Perennial’s new volume of Goswami’s selected works, are manifestos for writing about the kinds of women who are usually left out of history.

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 bangoa 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.

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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. She died in There she comes, through our lane, right behind Kaberi— Hamida with two bags big and small in her hands [ Goswami was introduced to and encouraged with respect to poetry by his father, Madhu Banglw a well-known freedom fighter in the area. July Learn how and when to remove this template message.


His family moved to Ranaghat, West Bengal shortly after and he has lived there ever since. By giving the dark servant girl a name, by linking the darkness of her skin with that of a goddess, by making her the titular subject of a poem, integrating the moon, rivers, trees, oceans, and mountains into her history, Goswami manages to create jot crack in our consciousness, through which he slips the word “slums.

Goswami’s women subvert these tropes. Goswami is doing two remarkable jobita here: Because Goswami, who lost his father early when the family was still living in Ranaghat, the suburb near Kolkata that gives his poems the tone of far-near and whose mother was a school headmistress, was a school dropout. Dalloways and a thousand different Ramayanas.

Joy Goswami, Selected Poems – Asymptote

His expansive tendency to see an ordinary event as part of an epiphanous macrocosm is one of the charms of Goswami’s poetry; here, “Mother Earth” herself is a spice-grinding slab. As I read through Sampurna Chattarji’s affectionate and efficient translation of this selection of Goswami’s poems, I was grateful to her for having preserved that madness; for, while sanity might bind us as a community, it is the specificity of our madness that makes us unique. His family moved to Ranaghat, Nadia West Bengal shortly after and he has lived there ever since.

The superstar who enticed us to buy the theatre tickets was Joy Goswami, arguably Bengal’s most loved and popular poet.