Keats Poem by Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya

Keats wanted the constancy of the bright star
only to see the heaving breast of his ladylove
only to hear the heartbeat of his sweet heart
Call it bathos?
Or your woman's breast is no longer a breast
It is the ocean fathomless and boundless
telling of endless bang and contraction of the multiverse
ceaseles flow tide and ebbtide by turns
night and day and life and
d eath
trying to catch the locks of hair of each other
And you can hear the cosmic logos now and then manifesting in bangs
If you could love your wife like that
you might be transformed into abright star
iooking upon the flux of existence from the sublime heights of detachment
And of course the earth and the woman will look sublime
But does it make any sense to the woman or the earth?
Those who helped you to excelsioor.