Not just in creative
terms, but with great prudence, the poet, Varsha Singh, has come to redefine
herself in her work as a potent social commentator on matters concerning long
standing traditions. Through old customs, and stringent belief systems, such
matters continue to promote restrictions on human rights issues including the
individual right to exercise his or her free will to choose a personal
redefinition of self without the censorship of culture. In her most recent collection
of published poems, the poet has invoked her poetic licenses to create and use
the word ‘Unbangled,’ as a noun
instead of an adjective to initiate the title of her new book.
The word Unbangled has
become the reoccurring theme vibrantly resonating in several of the poet’s
works. It stands as a metaphor for change and liberty in the redefined self on
the journey to self-actualization. It is the poet’s antitheses for the root
word bangled. Neither form is listed in the dictionary. However, the word, bangle, is listed as a
noun suggesting a thing. It is defined
by Merrian and Webster as a stiff ornamental bracelet or anklet slipped or
clasped on. The slipping off of the bangle may suggest releasing a mental
shackle of perceptions in the pursuit of civil liberties. Varsha Singh has
echoed the idea of the infinite self in the concept of the Unbangled much like
her predecessor, William Blake, the great English Romantic poet and illustrator
who once stated that “if the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as
it is, Infinite.”
Once again, through the Romantic artery, Varsha Singh has
employed nature as a vehicle but in a metaphoric way to make a point about the
human social conditions tempered by religion and politics. Several works like Beyondness, Foggy Wilderness, Breathless Sky
and A Piece of Sky are some examples of the employment.
The infinite aspect of Being in such work as Beyondness, includes a spiritual
experience surpassing all physical and mundane experiences in this life’s
journey—perhaps the illuminating glimpse of light erupting in the Foggy Wilderness. It is the unpunctuated question, “What if /stars create borders/far above the
sky/and your turn then comes/to select/your bunch of sky, in the poet’s
most profound work, A Piece of Sky. Here,
the illuminations of borders are outside our realm, perhaps out of reach. It
seems like the selection process is nil in the perception that the partitions
are nonexistent in our space. In essence, the outreach to our Beyondness
appears to become the uncharted depths of the poet’s notion of the Unbangling
of our perceived being in Liberation
Predefined. On the next page of her book, the poet then contrasts the idea
of the active perceiver, the truly liberated being in the poem, Liberation Redefined, as the one perceived
becomes the active perceiver in defining his or her actions in determining self.
The process of the Unbangled seems to be a complicated
matter, as the poet attends to the conflicting, cocooned thoughts in her
head—“each struggling for exactness,” she said in her poem, Struggling Thoughts. Later, in another of her poems, Where the Mind is Fearful; the poet
spells out the details of the bangled life of bondage. The fragmentations of a
broken world, the tireless striving whose outreach is rejection, and sidetrack
reason lost in the dreary desert sand are all images of bangles—the experiences
of confinement in Wish-fulfillment: “They wish to tie me/rope, like a
cow/domesticated/and impound/when my will is/to fly high/liberated/in sky!”
said the poet.
Varsha Singh appears also hopeful that the bangled experience
is soon to become the Unbangled. A few
poems like Rescue, and Voices of élan, relate
the poet’s moments of relief. For
example, in her poem, Rescue, she relates that salvation is nearing as the
subject is saved from the darkness that was about to engulf him or her. The
source of salvation at this juncture is unknown, but perhaps an enlightenment
as hinted in the similitude citing a full moon.
In Voices of élan, the anticipated salvation seems close by
the form of a felt energy or perhaps the oomph inside of us that leaps to free
us from the bondage of the callous thoughts. Its presence is striking, as the
poet draws on our senses of hearing and touch. “I hear the sound/ I feel its blow/ It’s coming soon/ with a huge
bellow!” said the poet.
The ingenuity of the poet, Varsha Singh, is underscored by
her poem, Country Within and Out—a
stark comparison of her country from two vantage points. Within, it’s a place devoid of caste, class,
creed and section—all terms of division. Within, is also the sublimity of
variations including culture, language, traditions, and celebrations. However, Out remains a place marked by these
terms of division—the perpetuated bangles in flawed perceptions, systematic
rituals, absolute rules, and constant regulations in the practices of the
archaic culture.
In retrospect, the poet has given us a prudent advice in
her opening poem, Unbangled:
Keep
them in bangles
Tighter
and enclosed
within
gleaming
glittering
glasses,
threats they are
when unbangled!
I
give my highest praise to poet Varsha Singh for the great efforts she has
exhausted in this truly thoughtful, provocative and most sublime work that
stands as a beacon of enlightenment. The work not only informs but inspires us—in
effect, a good provocation in the argumentative mind.
Reviewed by Paul C. Blake | Independent thinker/writer
A brilliant review. I am waiting eagerly for the book which I have just ordered
ReplyDeleteThank you. Hope you enjoy the book !
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