Summer In Fetters Poem by Ananya Guha

The day was unusually warm
summer in fetters
september clad
the day betrayed illusions
of cold and the sun's glare
a bit too admonitory
the day shed off steam of summer
and embraced a nightly rendevouz
shops refused to close and traffic displayed
usual misdemeanour
By a lonely road walked a man
looked ghostly, waiting for a taxi
he reflected winter in perfect clothing
but the day did not understand that winter
presages warm clothes, with age it is a foregone maze
muffler, hat and woollens
and, swiping dust.