Poetry: Select Personal Reviews
George Szirtes & Carole Satyamurti talk about Shanta's poetry at a Poetry Reading @ Nehru Centre, London - 22 June 2010.
Comments on Shanta’s poetry include:
It was the Danish physicist, Neils Bohr, who said that a great truth is a truth whose opposite is also a great truth. In poems rooted in the Upanishads, yet connecting through natural imagery with New England transcendentalism, Shanta Acharya summons courage to face such truths. It's hard to write 'mystical' poetry these days, yet no other overall vision seems likely to prevent 'the vulnerable plot of green', as she says, from being trampled by 'frantic minds' not yet clear enough 'to defend their humanity' by reconciling contradictions.
Her clear vision has purged her writing of extraneous sentiment… She cuts to the heart of things when, in one poem, she advises her readers to ‘discover in loneliness the continents of yourself.’
A profound receptivity to the world distinguishes Shanta Acharya’s new collection. Her acute eye and keen sense of form depict the outer world in vivid detail, invoking the inner world where human experience makes its reality. Here is a poet of much clarity of spirit and a wondrous gift for evoking place.’
Dreams That Spell The Light is a book of wisdom and travel. The travel is troubled and wide, reflecting on the precariousness of life; the wisdom is drawn from a humane understanding of our place in the universe. But there is room for humour and pity and much close observation in these finely honed poems that work across cultures.
Her poetry shows a rare combination of lyricism, intelligence, sagacity and a wicked sense of humour. She is not afraid to tackle large themes, to take on the abstract, metaphysical, spiritual or to use the idiom such themes demand. It is refreshing to find these qualities in such an engaging and individual voice.
Her poems have a melody and at the same time a vivid and down-to-earth quality which is really rare today. They are, so to speak, at home with themselves and not at all self-conscious. She often seems to be rescuing real poetry from the kinds of post-modern poeticism which are current today.
Prof John Bayley
In language that is accurate, spontaneous, and often witty, Shanta Acharya explores ways in which the modern individual can find a place in the world, having floated free of traditional supports. These are brave and thoughtful poems.
Shanta Acharya's is the true voice of the poet. She writes with poignancy and gentleness, with a mildness of manner behind which lurk wells of sad expressiveness and occasional acerbities. She controls her phrasing meticulously and invites the reader to return to her poems again and again to explore more hidden resonances and insights.
The poems in Dreams That Spell The Light are most unusual; bold in their spiritual sense, intense in their vision of landscape. It is a remarkable book which can revive a tired reader’s vision, and alter their understanding of what poetry can do. I shall certainly think again about the scope of poetry – it’s easy to settle for too little.
Her growing mastery of idiom and an ability to express emotional states in images, which are not decorative, but convey a sense of touching vulnerability, is expressed in poems like “My Good Luck Home” where Shanta writes: “Even Ganesha travels with me in my handbag, / to help me overcome obstacles in my adopted land.” Here Ganesha becomes a mascot, or something akin to a defensive pepper spray against muggers without his proverbial image as ‘remover of obstacles’ being desacralized.
Jaysinh Birjepatil, South Asian Review
There aren’t any trivial subjects in Acharya’s work. What I like about her writing is the unpretentiousness, the integrity, the direct struggle with language to make it speak truly about real concerns.
R. V. Bailey, Edinburgh Review
It is not often that poems like these, deeply rooted in personal experience, become such a sharply observed and cohesive sequence of 'meditations', a poetry in which emotions are not merely recollected in tranquillity but are understood as part of an emerging pattern of perception about life's journey.
Dr Roger Pringle, The Shakespeare Centre
Her poems are both solidly grounded and satisfyingly complete. Her language is never overloaded, yet is metaphorically rich. Her words, chosen meticulously, express perfectly well her calm observations.
Prof Cecile Sandten
Here is a ...distinctive, unclassifiable voice, very inward, private, solipsistic, drawing upon the reserves both of Western culture and Eastern spirituality, and reminding me of no-one else, though there are far echoes of T.S.Eliot.
John Coldwell, Iota Poetry Quarterly
Asserting the personal voice and developing a coherent personal vision that lets us be our own masters is radical, as radical as the rediscovery of the classical heritage would be with its emphasis on the individual as the measure and his fullness as the goal of living. Shringara drove me to this high estimate of Shanta Acharya’s power as a poet: it is a powerful book, the poems of loss possessing a depth of feeling and mastery that compels complete attention, while the entire work adds up to a book exemplifying and forwarding the modern poetic project.
Lance Lee, Envoi
... Out of the linguistic self-awareness come some convincingly accurate annotations of psycho-sprirtual states... Out of the tension between her two (or more) 'languages' is created poetry of a very distinctive cast, which registers the poet's Indian origins without ever being merely exotic.
Glyn Pursglove, The Swansea Review
Shanta Acharya’s Dreams That Spell The Light philosophise on the spiritual intersection between locus and human existence, dancing with colour and luminosity, her poems beautiful and considered.
Jane Holland, Poetry Review
‘Somewhere, Something’ is an important poem that argues that we do not travel “to explore another country / but to return home fresh, bearing gifts”. In fact, these gifts are for the self because all true experiences – thus discounting those of the ‘mere’ tourist – inevitably change us. The poem concludes, “Let’s fly free, not nailed to a mast; / see the universe with new eyes / not blinded by shadows that light casts”. Acharya’s natural form is not narrative but rather the kind of delicate perceptual lyric that records epiphanic moments, as suggested by one of the epigraphs to the collection from Proust: “The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeing new landscapes, but in having new eyes”. The lines quoted above from ‘Somewhere, Something’ contain one of the many occasions when one of Acharya’s poems seems to want to move towards rhyme. This is in part perhaps to pleasure the reader but also as a reflection of the kind of harmonious metaphysics that seem to underlie her vision.
Shanta Acharya’s poems are inspired by her emotional experiences, for which simple but convincing words, phrases and sound effects have been found. There is nothing artificial in her statements and choice of forms. The complex and profound are equally well expressed in her imagery.
Dreams that Spell the Light is about voyaging through life, returning home and finding it changed, about confronting change and absences, about continents left behind, and a search for signs and ‘scripted dreams’ that remain dreams. It is a book about secrets being locked up in sealed wells, and a “desire to fly free, not nailed to a mast.” Shanta Acharya speaks of self-doubt and self-realization, of the cussedness of reality, of bonding with nature and of “love under starlight/ brittle with frost and the sharp taste of blood.”
I like the uneasy tension that runs through the poems, the tension between home and abroad. One ends up asking “What is home, and where is it?” Home is, at best, a state of mind. We carry our homes wherever we go. We build our homes in our poems. This what Acharya has done, and she has done it without any melodrama. Memories of places known and loved turn up unexpectedly in the poems to achieve a kind of permanence. The poems successfully evoke the spirit of the places visited. One such poem is “Mosque of Wazir Khan.” The poem is a reminder of the truth that all things pass. Another is “Kandy Perahera” where the Buddha’s tooth is powerless to stem the tide of violence that sweeps through the island. The use of the myth of “The Churning of the Ocean” is a success. We need to “let the poison out.”