Monday, September 17, 2007

I poem I wrote after coming back from a trip to the Sunderbans.


Sunderbans is the name given to the mangrove forests of the largest delta region of the world. It is the home of the royal Bengal tigers. It is partly in Bangladesh and partly in India.

A RIVER THROUGH FOREST ISLANDS

At far island edge, bit
Of the bending river
Visible - slight crest
Of redwinged bush lark's head ,
Or seed's curved radicle.

Narrower gets river
Quivering forms of trees
Darkening deep water
Through the shady layers
Muffled voices, not yet
The royal stripes.

3 comments:

Andy Levesque said...

This poem is as subtle and powerful as nature itself -- vividly beautiful, but hinting at even more.

Deva said...

The mysterious aura of Sundarban boat rides comes through well!

Manimala said...

Excellent descriptive poem.