Monday, June 13, 2011

KAVI BOONDIYA | An Encounter - [D. V. Gallage | දේ. වි. ගාල්ලගේ]

Wondering how and when
You made such a fine touch
On my senses
I struggle to realize
The miraculous nature
Of loving feelings

May be the acquaintance
Grown in the journey of "sansara"
Brought you to my presence
Even at the eleventh hour
Of this life

You exist with me, making me feel
Your fragrance, your breath
And even the rhythm of your heart
Tell me, my love,
Shouldn’t I weep on your shoulder?
When civilization
Makes our distance immeasurable

I hail my destiny
For making this golden encounter
I blame my destiny
For utter delay and bitter-sweet form

D. V. Gallage | දේ. වි. ගාල්ලගේ

Sunday, June 12, 2011

RATHU BOONDIYA | Che - [Udaya R. Tennakoon | උදය ආර්. තෙන්නකෝන්]

[On behalf 14th June of the birth day of Ernesto Che Guevara]

Instinct wind of injustice
Universal smell of humanity
Mixing colors of identity
Symbolic indelible revolutionary

Constant threat of breath death
Challenging forwarded minimizing the life
Death was defeated by soft of honesty
Left you forever name of majesty

Poetic character and cinematic story
Ended in Bolivia giving exemplary history
Shooting to so called nations of boundary
Fighting to topple the devil of capitalist

Blossomed the red flower spreading dignity
Lit up the candle of revolutionary humanity
Present and future for most of validity
Sacrificed the life for others of identity

Stylized visage waving over the globe
Become a ubiquitous shadow of symbol
Created universe insignia of our time
Start together with promise comrade Che

Udaya R. Tennakoon | උදය ආර්. තෙන්නකෝන්

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

SOOKIRI | Young Marx as a Lyrical Poet - [Prof. Desmond Mallikarachchi | මහාචාර්ය ඩෙස්මන්ඩ් මල්ලිකාරච්චි]

Karl Marx has been respected by his friends and foes alike as a great thinker and an enthusiastic and indefatigable explorer into the covert and overt oppressive mechanisms of the rising capitalism of the 19th century.

He wrote extensively and meticulously with a view to provide the mankind a beneficial atmosphere for a happy living without being exploited by capitalism. He was not vulgar but a consummated materialist, the fact to which he attested through all his writings since youth.He envisaged a transformation of the society not through an idealistic program but via a total revolution in the forces of economic production. Those who were unable to understand his humanist political project presented him as a barbarous materialist who never possessed a creative and aesthetic mind as his only intension had been to assault capitalism with malice and in satanic guise (e.g. Richard Wumbrandt Was Karl Marx a Satanist?.)

But, if one reads Marx’s personal and academic life closely, leaving prejudices aside, he or she would realize that right inside him there had always been a kind-hearted father, beloved husband, joyful friend, penetrative critic, uncompromising debater, humorous and lampoon drama producer, and a lyrical poet. A very few, most notably his fiancée Jenny, and his father, knew Marx’s potentiality for writing lyrical poetry, though it remained as a family affair of little interest to wider world outside, which fact cannot, however, devalue or minimize the exceptional ability he possessed for writing lyrical poetry.

Marx, as a university student at Bonn and Berlin, not only studied history, philosophy, and law but also literature and western classics and never lost his admiration for Greek mythology or Shakespeare Disclosing his fervent and unceasing thirst for knowledge, he wrote to his father as far back as 1837, that he had attended lectures of Schlegel (on Homer), Welcker (on Greek and Latin mythology), Bruno Bauer (on Isaiah) and translated extracts from Tacitus and Ovid, in addition to receiving inspiration from German poets such as Schilller and Heinrich Heine. The physical exhaustion Marx encountered as a result of his attempts to comprehend these abstruse disciplines, and the bewildering mental state he had been in due particularly to the fact of living away from home for the first time, he sought some solace in writing lyrical poetry. It is true that his early poetry had been contaminated, understandably of course, with German romanticism but his originality was that he had been sharp enough to perceive the (natural) affinity between the moments of change and the lyric mood, as Prof. S.S. Prawer observes in his work Karl Marx and the World Literature (1976). As young Marx disclosed his inner poetic –self to his father in the letter he wrote in 1837 ; “at such (painful) moments individual becomes lyrical, for every metamorphosis is partly a swan song, partly the overture of a great new poem that is trying to find its right proportions amid brilliant colors that are not yet distinct.’.

Marx has compressed here the three significant art-fields, i.e. literature, music and the visual arts employing sensibly the words ‘lyrical‘‘overture’ and ‘brilliant colors’ respectively to yield metaphors that help him to convey his feelings. Karl Marx’s artistic inspirations were reflected in the dedicatory poems he wrote to his father entitled Dichtung (German), meaning poetry. The most inspirational verses of the poem run as;

Creator-like, flames streamed,
Purling, from your breast to mine,
High, wide they tongued together
And I nourished them in my breast.
Your image stood bright, like Aeolian sound;
Gently it covered the glow with pinions of love.

I heard murmuring sounds, I saw a gleam,
Faraway skies drifted along,
Emerged to sight, sank down again,
Sank only to rise higher still.
When the inner struggle came to rest
I saw pain and joy concentrated in song. (Marx-Engles Works)

Young Marx, the Romeo, wrote a number of poems expressing his Platonic love to his fiancée Jenny, who subsequently became his life partner.

Jenny, if I may boldly say
That we have lovingly exchanged hearts,
That our glowing hearts beat as one,
That one and the same stream agitates their waves, (Marx –Engles Works 1. (20 48-50)

But alas! all I want is tears
All I want is that you should listen to this song,
That you should transfigure and adorn it-
Then it may darkly die away into nothingness (Marx-Engles Works EB 1. 615)

Young Marx’s later poems have revealed his desire to combine poetry with the concept of action/praxis as attested by the following two poems among many.

Therefore let us dare all,
Never pause, never rest,
Let us never sink into dull silence,
Into willing nothing and doing nothing.

Let us not walk, in brooding anxiety,
Under the yoke that weighs us down:
For longing and desire
And action- these remain to us in spite of all. (Marx-Engles Collected Works. 1)

Young Marx demonstrated his talents not only in lyrical poetry but also in prose. He had almost completed a humorous novel entitled The Scorpion and Felix of which only a fragment now survives, but as professor Prawer rightly observes, it was an attempt to speak of political matters in a literary form. This is also evident from the poems he composed immediately before he switched over from composing lyrical love- poetry to formulating a political program based on materialist philosophy. One of his philosophical poems entitled Human Pride demonstrates his premonition of the concept of alienation, which played a central role in his later philosophical works. He lyrically exposes how the buildings of a city vitiate humanness of city-dwellers while ruthlessly destroying the human pride and ingenuity of the very (human) architects who brought the buildings into being.

Young Marx wrote a good deal of poetry among which the poems entitled , The Minstrel, Night Love, Song of the Sirens, Song of a Boatman on the Sea, The Despairing Man’s Prayer, and On Hegel and a few others stand out and survive to this date. While writing poems he developed a critical approach to the retrogressive and repressive ideologies and realized, in the process, that the time has come to put an end to composing lyrical poems and hence devoted rest of his life until his death in 1883 to formulate a political program with a view to redeem mankind from exploitation and oppression, the project, in my belief, is Karl Marx’s monumental epic.

Sep. 2008

Prof. Desmond Mallikarachchi
Department of Philosophy & Psychology
Univeristy of Peradeniya

[This article, written as a tribute to Karl Marx on his 125th death anniversary, briefly presents young Marx as a lyrical poet.]

Prof. Desmond Mallikarachchi | මහාචාර්ය ඩෙස්මන්ඩ් මල්ලිකාරච්චි