Dirghosthayi Shokhshobha by Emran Mahfuz, Publisher - Oitijjhya in February 2017
Ishrat Binte Aftab analyzes Emran's poesy endeavor of imagination and reality.
Poetry is immaculate beauty. They are like Pablo Neruda's adorable certain dark things-to be loved in secret-between the shadow and the soul. They are the whispers coming far from the misty mountains to meet our incomplete song. Therefore, it is the most stringent duty to post mortem poetries, especially for a poetry lover. 'Dirghosthayi Shokhshobha', a yearlong initiative of Emran Mahfuz, has landed on the literature world in last Ekushey Book Fair. 'Oitijjhya' has taken the toilsome load of publishing the book. Indisputably, it has come into the lime light as a successful contemporary literary piece.
Every book carries a color I assume, color of its soul and for this book it's blue. Emran has painted his poesies in every shades of it. He has brought an ocean of cantos in one book-the teeny weeny felicity of life-the daily doldrums of capitalized system. I meet a weeping soul every time I turn a page. It hums for the uncertain path, delineates the cacophony of city life, sobs for shelter in the cruel anti-marx society.
Then again, just when my trembling mind tries to rest upon, Emran's word battalion starts to ambush me with hardcore truth-politics-development-death-depression-faith-solitude and what not! Sometimes it screams-for the rights of rohingya-for the death of Saontals-for the city-gold Bangladesh! May be, that is why, the bookhas felt like a tunnel of tired ardency, which every one of us endure.
With a sad soul deep inside, Emran unfolds the secret hymn of poetry-emptiness. Despite of that,like an impeccable lover, he depicts his lady like a streetlight imagination-unveiled by blue devils-transforming into butterfly from cocoon by the touch of poesy-wand! Every word of this poetry book manifests the idea that poetry is life and literature is a lifestyle. I must admit, may be magic beans do not exist, but Emran's magic-word does. Then again, his poetry flowers the fact how wrong the idea of ultimate happiness is. Repeatedly, the poet stairs his words as basement to capitalist exploitation. Sharp gladiolus of the poet cuts traditional belief of societal development-revealing the truth-modern life and hypocrisy-tangled together!
Usually contemporary write ups are delusional, nevertheless, that is the source of beauty I assume. However, as a contemporary poet, Emran took a very unconventional pawn in the chess-board of literature. He did dare to crucify the universe, with his trenchant verse! In this period of current chaos, this is a bold step forsooth.
He picked up every societal sanction he came to know in his lifetime, every unwanted event that clouted his mind but with satire-coating. "I will tell the truth, but with imitation", Rabindranath Tagore defined erstwhile satire by saying this. That's the path poet followed in this book. Talking of imitation, I need to mention, that couldn't fade the poetic bravado of this self-sunken poet. If I agree with the remark of Lawrence Ferlinghetti, "Poetry is eternal graffiti written in the heart of everyone", 'Dirghosthayi Shokhshobha' indeed left a deep vestige in reader's heart!
The reviewer is schooling with BRAC University and she can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org
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