Sangatrash
Shahi, Sadanand
Sangatrash - Delhi Vani Prakashan 2025 - 172p.
From *Buddha ki Redirected Chitthi* or *Santon ki Chitthirasa* to his fourth poetry collection, *Sangtarash*, Sadanand Shahi has carved out a distinct, unique, and fully realized original identity in Hindi poetry. Underlying this identity, one can discern a ceaseless, intricate, and sincere struggle—an endeavor to fearlessly incorporate the realities of the times and the present into his verse. The secret of this poetic path is known only to the path itself—the one "formed by that girl's departure" or the one "carved by birds as they cleave the sky." It is an arduous route where "not only daughters but even the earth's ants are weeping; who will translate this weeping into Hindi?"—translated into a language where "all the words offered are utterly insufficient to truly know us; only we know the pain these words have inflicted; only we know what we endure." Crucially, at a time when poetry stands disoriented—poised at a crossroads of uncertainty, grappling with the question "What next?"—this collection by Sadanand Shahi serves as a vital signpost pointing toward potential new directions and poetic horizons defined by a different ideological framework; it stands like an index finger pointing the way forward.
9789372766950
Poetry Collection
H 891.431 SHA
Sangatrash - Delhi Vani Prakashan 2025 - 172p.
From *Buddha ki Redirected Chitthi* or *Santon ki Chitthirasa* to his fourth poetry collection, *Sangtarash*, Sadanand Shahi has carved out a distinct, unique, and fully realized original identity in Hindi poetry. Underlying this identity, one can discern a ceaseless, intricate, and sincere struggle—an endeavor to fearlessly incorporate the realities of the times and the present into his verse. The secret of this poetic path is known only to the path itself—the one "formed by that girl's departure" or the one "carved by birds as they cleave the sky." It is an arduous route where "not only daughters but even the earth's ants are weeping; who will translate this weeping into Hindi?"—translated into a language where "all the words offered are utterly insufficient to truly know us; only we know the pain these words have inflicted; only we know what we endure." Crucially, at a time when poetry stands disoriented—poised at a crossroads of uncertainty, grappling with the question "What next?"—this collection by Sadanand Shahi serves as a vital signpost pointing toward potential new directions and poetic horizons defined by a different ideological framework; it stands like an index finger pointing the way forward.
9789372766950
Poetry Collection
H 891.431 SHA