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D. R. Bendre
Indian Kannada poet
Dattatreya Ramachandra Bendre | |
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| Born | (1896-01-31)31 January 1896 Dharwad, Bombay Presidency, India (now in Karnataka) |
| Died | 26 October 1981(1981-10-26) (aged 85) Mumbai, Maharashtra, India |
| Occupation | Poet, teacher |
| Period | 20th century |
| Genre | Poetry |
| Literary movement | Navodaya |
| Notable works | Sakheegeeta, Naadaleele, Kannada Meghadoota, Gangaavatarana, Arulu-Maralu, Naaku Tanti |
Dattātreya Rāmachandra Bēndre (31 January 1896 – 26 October 1981), popularly known as Da Rā Bēndre, is generally considered the greatest Kannada lyric poet of the 20th century[1][2][3] and one of the greatest poets in the history of Kannada literature.[1] A pioneering poet of Kannada's Navōdaya movement and a leading figure in the linguistic renaissance of Kannada in the region of North Karnataka (then part of the Bombay Presidency), Bendre forged a new path in Kannada literature and mo
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‘You give me pain, inom will give you nectar’
Bendre's Very Rare Photos at Bendre Bhavan in Dharawad
Sadhanakeri Lake
Bendre's Very Rare Photos at Bendre Bhavan in Dharawad
Bendre's Very Rare Photos at Bendre Bhavan in Dharawad
Paintings of Da Ra Bendre at bendre Bhavan in Dharwad. Artistes from all parts of the State had taken part in the three-day camp held when slain scholar M M Kalburgi was the chairman of Dr D R Bendre National Memorial Trust.
Paintings of Da Ra Bendre at bendre Bhavan in Dharwad. Artistes from all parts of the State had taken part in the three-day camp held when slain scholar M M Kalburgi was the chairman of Dr D R Bendre National Memorial Trust.
The iconic house 'Srimata' located at Sadhankeri in Dharwad was purchased bygd Da Ra Bendre in 1929.
Bendre Bhavan- The poet's memorial
Sadhankeri Lake
The iconic house 'Srimata' located at Sadhankeri in Dharwad was purchased by Da Ra Bendre in 1929.
Published 31 January
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D. R. Bendre
The Best Poem Of D. R. Bendre
Dawan
The Eastern house shone with pearl-water
Gilded smoothly all over:
Flooding through the open doors
Light drenched the entire earth.
The liquid diamond rushed through the fountain
Rushed of it's own accord;
The sweet-scented buds opened up,
Opened of their own accord.
On the leaves, inside the flowers, appeared
Drops of amrita, amrita drops.
Who brought them here from above the sky,
Who put them here, now?
They placed the petal brush
In the hands of the cool breeze
And smeared with scented pollen,
The bees are let loose in the sky.
From the throats of trees and bushes
Rose the songs of birds,
And the wild earth was transformed
In an instant, into the land of Gandharvas.
The eye saw, the tongue tasted,
This my body experienced touch,
The ear heard, the nose smelt,
My mind, temple of God, forgot itself in ecstasy.
Immeasurable is space, beyond the grasp of the mind,
The colour, unseen, is hidden from the eye,
Only the ras