Madukar Wadikar

Bombay, India

I was born 30 May 1937 at Satara, Bombay. I have retired as a Professor of English after 38 years of service. My wife, Vijaya Wadikar, is a high-school teacher, at Kalyan. We have been married for thirty-five years. I have two wonderful children, Sucharita and Animesh, and a brilliant granddaughter, Rumzum. I am a Ph.D supervisor. I belong to the International Society of Poets. They have made me their Distinguished Member and published my poems in International Anthologies. A cassette of one of my poems is coming on "Sound of Poetry". My humble endeavor to search for the internal and eternal light inspires me to write poetry. The inner vision the inside pattern of things, enable me to express my feelings. I hope that people reading my poetry will feel impelled to share my experience in this soul-seeking effort.

Pathemata Mathemata

If sufferings are lessons, they unfold
A magnificent vision before us
Having a resplendent touch of Greek grace
So that we all can human life behold
In its entirety, remain sanguine;
The Greeks used paradoxes to describe
Distinctness of realized 'diatribe'
To know its majestic splendour divine;
For example, 'life's a learning to die',
Since 'tis certainly an entelechy,
A ground reality, and not lucky
Affair, but in the brier e'er to sigh;
Again 'a part is greater than the whole'
In contrast to the configuration
Theory' which means that the summation
Of all the parts is lesser than the whole;
That, in brief, is gestalt psychology
Which should be really 'gestalt', the form,
The structure, no disappointing storm
Can metamorphose into lethargy.
If no spiritual stasis should occur
Suffer we must, to understand life better;
Ought we not say 'digniori detur'
Which alone can e'er come to our succor?

Hapax Legamenon

Keats put "Negative Capability"
To a quickening, significant use
But I have found eerie nativity
Of mischievous nonchalance in malice
Pretense, the place where I alog procacious,
Where resides so much shameless insolence
That such people would make deleterious
And chill the superfine intelligence.
Their indifferent attitude would make
Even, "positive capability"
Seem poor, An ugly stance clearly they take.
Insouciance gives a lie to Shakespeare
Whose superb observation they lavish
Needlessly on themselves, insult "springsphere",
Littly realizing what the bard said
One good deed dying tongueless slaughters a
Thousand following it' Catafalque eh!
Embellishing a man already dead !
This is the "hapax legamenon "lone
Instance of mangled man to world unknown.