Unspent spring

In the lagoon birds sit in threes
In black and white complacency,
On sticks as though they were there
By somebody's design, not surely
Of the government tourism bosses.
These are the golden ships with masts
Floating about in unspent spring
Which is my wealth for this season.
An ebony body is etched against
The amorphous green of coconuts
The moist green that spills all over
My camera lens and luminous monitor.
It is the body that is ridding the lagoon
Of the water hyacinths into the boat
For stomach and more stomachs.
A little white girl crawls all over the grass
Behind the sinuous coconut tree
Chasing the white-leaping rabbit
As though she came out of storybook.
In the evening a flute plays high notes
On the sun-gold of the boat's head
And a tabla in a red shirt shakes head
In perfect musical agreement and nod.

(At the Kumarakom Lake View in Kerala)

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Poetry based upon actual experiences, not one thought up in the intellectual aridness of a pseudo-thinker. Words as they mean in the specific context of recollected thought or image , not meaning several things at a time but that which re-creates an aura or a haze of an earlier experience.
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