Night Sketch Poem by Sthanu Chaudhuri

Night Sketch



Now Chil the Kite brings home the night
That Mang the Bat sets free--
The herds are shut in byre and hut,
For loosed till dawn are we.
This is the hour of pride and power,
Talon and tush and claw.
Oh, hear the call! --Good hunting all
That keep the Jungle Law!

Wednesday, October 26, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: hunting,power,pride
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