Parrots adapt to the guava-decked tree.
A shy benebou startles yellow
in the green complacence of a mango tree.
Rains cajole a coruscation of wild flowers,
splattering white and cerulean and pink.
An exotic Swiss cheeseplant renews
its annual assault to claim the roof.
The woodpecker, a faithful denizen,
tocks the mango trunk.
The growth is reckless.
Grandpa is not here to maintain order.
But the encroaching wild is his wayward echo,
refusing to give in to circumstance.
The house is silent now,
parrots adapt to the guava-decked tree.
Copyright © Sumanta Sanyal 2003
Sumanta Sanyal lives in Calcutta, India.
He works as a script-writer of children’s
He is an occasional poet and his work gets
published both nationally and internationally.
He is forty years old, unmarried, footloose and
fancy-free, except in his poems.
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