Saturday, 15 March 2014

The Golden Howdah

            From the golden howdah,
she has a bird’s-eye view of the town;
the avenues splayed towards the waterfront,
            where goods arrive from all over.

            Up and down she goes
with Jambo’s every, slow-motion lope.
It’s a most beautiful sight and everyone
            coos unconditional delight.

            Up there, she sees
all manner of maladjusted malarkey:
the birds and the bees, petty thievery,
            the birds and the last of the bees.

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