Tapas Bandyopadhyaya

Calcutta
Tapas Bandyopadhyaya
Calcutta

Spring Returns

Rating: 5.0
A cocky orange streetlight
Rudely interupts
My affair with the early evening sky
of an ambiguous white or fading blue
with pink fleeced lambs turning dirty grey.
A frolicking kite soars wild.

The dry cold north wind turns around
humid and warm
and whispers in my ear
'Its time
for the green buds to unfold their wings.
Is it time for me
to float your dreams

Again? '
Saturday, September 16, 2006
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COMMENTS
Steve Hagget 16 September 2006
'frolicking kite...' great stuff. I really like this poem, Steve
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Prasanna Kumari 16 September 2006
the spring asking 'is it time to float your dreams 'is really beautiful
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