Abul Hussain

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Abul Hussain Poems

He was outside his porch, all crumpled up,
Eyes shrunken, weather-beaten, bent and weak,
Coughing, hands trembling, puffing hard
At his old hookah, when the siren's wail
...

The ancient track our fathers knew,
The road they trod for years,
Is charted well and not beset
With nameless spooks or fears.
...

Abul Hussain Biography

Abul Hussain is a well-acclaimed Bangladeshi poet who is recognized as the first modern Bengali poet in Bangladesh. Abul Hussain is the leading exponent of modernism in Bangladeshi poetry. He expresses in his verse a cynical and anguished mood that reflects his lifelong search for a philosophical and religious position from which to analyze and comprehend the individual life in relation to society; the political instability and economic uncertainties in his country; and his suspicion of progress without human feeling. He is a writer of 25 books. Life Abul Hussain was born in Khulna, a southern district in Bangladesh, in 1922. He studied Economics at the Calcutta Presidency College and Calcutta University. For more than three decades thereafter he worked in national and international organizations, at home and abroad, as a civil servant. At the same time he has been a major Bengali writer, excelling both in poetry and prose. He has been awarded state and other national prizes for his poetical works. He also represented his country in literary conferences and festivals in Belgium, USSR, Yugoslavia and India. Abul Hussain has traveled widely in Asia, Europe, USSR and the USA. Awards Abul Hussain received several awards for his literary achievements. Among them, following are notable: Bangla Academy Award (1963) Nasiruddin Gold Medal Ekushey Padak (1980))

The Best Poem Of Abul Hussain

The Ancient Mariner

He was outside his porch, all crumpled up,
Eyes shrunken, weather-beaten, bent and weak,
Coughing, hands trembling, puffing hard
At his old hookah, when the siren's wail
Reached him, a long and ripplingnote, across
The lake at Chapiagachi and the docks,
Over the rows of trees at Hanna, like
Soft music from an old piano which
Breaks in upon the calm of villages
Nestled among tall trees.

The twilight skies
Darkened; a flock of wild geese flashed as they
Flew past.

The sailor stirred; he felt a throb
In his old heart, and his eyes glistened. He
Was back once more on his boat on the seas
Manning the steering wheel. Around him stetched
The waters for to the horizon's end,
Treeless, without a sign of land. Ice floats
Glinted in sunlight, white, red, blue, dark brown,
Changing in colort, he among them, eyes,
Fixed on the sea.

The scene returned; he thought
Of dreams he's dreamt amid those winds and waves.

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