There are not many in India who have written poetry in English. Among them, Sarojini Naidu stands first. Her poems are praised not only in India, but all over the world. Though she has written poems on religion, country, women 's freedom, etc., her poems on nature occupy the first place in her poetry. Even in sorrow, her nature poems show her a touch of suffering.
English literary activity took a new aspect with the independence movement whose leaders and followers found English, the one language that united them. Among the first poets were
Henry Derozio, Kashiprasad Ghose and Michael Madhsudan Datta, all of whom wrote narrative verse. In the following generation, there was Toru Dutt, the most important among the women …show more content…
Another dominant theme in Sarojini’s poetry is her concern with Time, Death and Suffering.
While enumerating the several themes in her poetry, Sarojini mentions Death also as one ofthem.Even in her early poems Sarojini shows us anguished awareness of the ravages of Time and the inevitability of Death. Indian Weavers suggests the three stages in the life of man – birth, youth and death. The poem is a stage by stage measure of man’s progress through this journey called life. Throughout Sarojini’s poetry there is an effervescent touch of optimism, faith and courage. Her acute awareness of sorrow on the one hand and her intense desire to overcome its tumult on the other create a pleasing paradox of grief and courage, despair and hope, doubt and faith in several of her poems. In the Forest she exemplified this paradox. At first, the poet wants to make a funeral pyre of all her dreams and scatter the ashes away. But, suddenly this mood changes into one of faith and courage and she exhorts her heart to rise up to gather the dreams together and walk into the war of the …show more content…
All her affection was concentrated on spring
(Rituraj), the Monarch of the seasons – spring rather than the other seasons.
Sarojini Naidu always had an abundant capacity to unite herself with the very spirit of her surroundings. She could project every natural thing as an image of pure delight and profound beauty. The laws of nature are manifest in the transparent forms of sensuous actuality. The sunset is brought in a cup of flowers. The rays of moon light are caught by the gossamer threads of fancy. Sarojini Naidu had a woman’s and a poet’s weakness for spring. Many of her poems even when they are not actually on that season are fragranced with the imagery of ‘Vasanta’
(spring). She draws a loving picture of all the natural objects and makes the world a wonderful place to live in. She provides us a chance to listen to the melodious songs of various birds and the buzzing of bees. It is altogether a picture of lost innocence to us in modern India, caught up as we are in the fever and fret of a culture increasingly entrapped in materialism and modernity.
Her song is ablaze with Gulmohar and Cassia, with the Champak and