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  • In my dreams, you, Gwalior monument : Shakti Chattopadhyay
    translated from Bengali to English by Nandini Gupta



    In my dreams, only in my dreams,
    You are the Gwalior Monument
    Brick and mortar, Rajasthan marble, piled high.
    You are indulgent. You kept your promise.
    I began to write a poem about you
          and ended up with a noble toy
    But this is not the age for toys or for dawdling days away,
    Nor for, like Rabindranath, being carried away
    In a stream of Ganga hymns. Both
    My good times, my bad times, are fleeting.
    How long are rail bridges? Like them
    I am a tiny bit of lament.
    Not the Brooklyn Bridge
          of American poet Hart Crane.
    At meetings they say you are my rhyme for a train1.
    You though know all.
       Not for us to match or join one another.
    You are drifting on a gondola in a distant shade.
    In my dreams, only in my dreams, you are the Gwalior monument
    Firmly entwined, Gwalior monument, brick and mortar,
    Rajasthan marble, piled high.
    You are indulgent. You kept your promise.

    The glimpse of a lass
        the day the first flowers bloomed–
    Crossing over the lanes and by lanes of that disarray
    I reached the stairs to you, to poetry.
    Incredible solitary steps - that never reach the palace
    Only steps, lonely incredible solitary steps–
         and the Communist manifesto
    Goodness! What nonsense I spew, like a madman!
    My job is to write poetry
    The stairs are the mason's job,
    As is the yellow house. Mine is poetry.
    In my dreams, only in my dreams, you are the Gwalior monument
    Brick and mortar, Rajasthan marble, piled high.
    You are indulgent. You kept your promise.
    Head on my hands, thighs brimming with kapaas bolls
    But how do I put scattered peanut shells in my poem?
    In air-conditioned spaces too, shells are disallowed.
    Also kissing. Tobacco leaves legally banned. Oh shoot!
    More words I gather for my poems, farther they scatter,
    Like wishes and dreams– yours and mine.
    There’s no breeze,
    The leaves of the Jatropha tree are still. Yet
    Tidal waters spread, keep spreading.


    [1] Allusion to the poem 'Mome porlo', where the poet remembers his beloved when a train whistle blows at a railway crossing and he wonders if she is still reading Hart Crane.


    The original poem 'Swopner modhye Gwalior monument, tumi' (স্বপ্নের মধ্যে গোয়ালিয়র মনুমেন্ট, তুমি) was collected in Jete Pari, Kintu Keno Jabo ('যেতে পারি কিন্তু কেন যাব') first published in March, 1982.


    অলংকরণ (Artwork) : Ananya Das

    Tags: Shakti Chattopadhyay, Gwalior Monument in Kolkata, Nandini Gupta, Parabaas
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