THE BIRDS WHOSE MUSIC
INVISIBLY PERFUMES THE SPRING AIR
whose concerts richly, invisibly perfume
the still, warm spring morning air
are called Indian treepies.
They flit from the kachnar tree
to the neighboring gulmohar,
a kinetic, musical long-tailed blur of tan, white, and brown
from a muddy green universe
to a bright green one.
The jade-sheened glossy black humming bird no longer sups
from the kachnar orchids,
which became pod earrings when no one was looking -
and the crows have found elsewhere to feast upon
now that the flamboyant, plump blood-red
monstrously beautiful silk cotton flowers are fat green pods
of future flowers, leaves, roots, and branches.
Only the sparrow traverses
the invisible trapeze-rope in the air,
metal grill to metal grill,
its clay water bowl empty and parched
like a summer desert.