# Orpheus in Kolkata

- Link: https://writersworkshopindia.com/2016/09/16/orpheus-in-kolkata/
- Published: 2016-09-16T18:42:07+00:00
- Author: shuktara

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**Author:** Joe Winter[⌊wp_20160915_13_55_06_pro⌉](https://writersworkshopindia.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/09/WP_20160915_13_55_06_Pro.jpg)
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Pages:** 80 **Year of Publication:** 2016 **Price:** Rs 200 **ISBN:** 978-93-5045-
134-2 (9789350451342)

_**About the Author**_
 Joe Winter was born in London in 1943 and began writing 
poetry at the age of 19, as a university student. He taught English in secondary
schools in London from 1967 to 1993 and between 2006 and 2011. He lived in Calcutta
from 1994 to 2006 where he taught part-time as well. All his books of poems have
been published by **Writers Workshop**, India; this is his twentieth volume. He 
has published translations of Rabindranath Tagore’s _Gitanjali, Lipika, Atmaparichay_(
as co-translator) and a selection of Tagore’s poems from first to last (_The Golden
Boat_). He has also translated two collections of poems by Jibanananda Das, _Naked
Lonely Hand_ and _Bengal the Beautiful_ (_Rupasi Bangla_). His most recent works
are a translation of _Beowulf_ and _Two Loves I Have_, a reading of Shakespeare’s
Sonnets. Outside of poetry, Winter has written an account of his stay in India, 
_Calcutta Song_. Many of his articles have appeared in _The Statesman_, Calcutta.
He has been living in Brighton since 2006.

_**Teaser**_

_Remembering_

_for Rabindranath Tagore_
 _on his birthday May 7th_ _in the centenary year of the
award of the Nobel Prize, 1913_

A hundred years after the boys at your school
 marched and marched around in delighted
circles at a stroke of news from the gods – I sit in the cool shade of a tea-stall,
where in Gordon Square Gardens a light summer crowd drifts and gossips and mingles
at a birthday event. A statue is garlanded. But a hundred years or a year, Rabindranath:
your celebration on Earth is never ended.

The Nobel Prize – what is that? Your birthday today?
 No more than a May leaf’s 
light. There is a river that touches the Earth – the Earth does not know it yet –
but you discovered the source of the deepening play of life and the mind. And of
the heart’s endeavour for truth, you knew. And we will never forget.

A review of the book has been published in [Kitaab](https://kitaab.org/2017/02/06/book-review-orpheus-in-kolkata-by-joe-winter/).

_**Contents**_
 41 poems