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Fire-breasted Flowerpecker Male, Tawang. Photo by Nitoo Das




A SMATTERING OF RAIN

A smattering of rain,
Earth lets off steam.
A hawk falls.
A volcano upchucks.
Watch it!
Earth's heart is still
smouldering.


YET ANOTHER DEATH POEM

I keep hearing sounds
Of wind and water.
There is no wind.
There is no water.
There is no air.

I see the pallor on her face
The hardening hand
I know
There's no one there.


THE MOON IS FEELING HER AGE

The moon is feeling her age.
All this waxing and waning.
A long haul
to no purpose.
Even the dogs howl.


MAKESHIFT

Makeshift homes for the living
Makeshift the marriage tent
Makeshift the bier
for the final journey
Makeshift the ground
on which we stand.


AUBADE 2

We talk across continents.
It's unlikely we'll meet again.
Can't smoke, can't travel,
and certainly no heaven.
A cold wind at our backs
we abjure philosophy.
Done with errant lovers, husbands,
not quite wise old birds.
We're still the age at which we met.


APRIL

Listen for the small birds
and the leaves' slow unfurling.
Gods crouch in the pipal tree,
pampered, ineffective.
drowning the air with bells and raucous worshippers.
Listen for the small birds,
the lone black butterfly
pausing on the jasmine.


LEARN FROM THE ALMOND LEAF

Learn from the almond leaf
which flames as it falls.
The ground is burning.
The earth is burning.
Flamboyance
is all.

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