Does a North rough winged swallow
feel the loss of a feather or two

As the bird whizzes from one end
of the steps to the other, on the bank

does it recognise the feather sailing
like a dart due to reflection

does it feel the loss as much as that
of a flying insect that escapes it

does it feel like the loss of a
toe-nail or an eyelash?

Two owls drop me an insect
when I look at them


How do the birds detect insects?
What is the insects defense?
Crickets are chirping away in India
Is it getting hot?

To a reader

a stack of books
is a bunch of cupcakes

A sauce

claims a domino of chicken pieces and unites them.

Seurasaari

Seurasaari as an open museum, is not going well with me. What are such other jarring notions?
Museums are wonderlands. Salarjung museum is the first one I have been to. As a kid I liked the ceramic dolls.
Why would a cold country celebrate the end of summer? That too with a Bonfire.
The poem reels us in with the mention of place and Vendace but fails to take us along.

Ivory chairs in Salarjung museum.

Stains

Shrimp stain shows on white
Flesh color cloth would hide it.

white school skirts
stained by mud splash
on rainy days

Air displaced

An upright pillow falls
and blows cold air

Luthier

Reading the above poem, I am reminded of the strong odor of cattle's urine, just above where its tail hangs.
Luthier

Perception

legs jagged in

Its spring

the brittle bush with its yellow.

Yin-Yang

The sun is red hot
The earth cool blue.

Relative colors

After looking at Taupe and Sepia apartments
the eyes liken the green of the golf course
to an olive drab

Lake walk

The lake smells of water after sitting with it for a few minutes.
A kid likes throwing weeds into the water. Dried Leaves.
Swallows disappear. Their chatter emerges.
Cormorant flies low. Dunks.
Coots beak into the water like chicks. Shriek.
Men bicycle on water. The bank hides their water-bike boat base.

A Gila woodpecker ona stump is larger than when close to the canopy.

The reflection of an upturned end of a feather along with it makes it look like a dart, an aphid with imaginary feet out for landing.

A cash dispenser of an ATM under repair. Its sensors are weak.

A bubble floats on water momentarily.

As the water moves
so do the contour lines

Work

When I came across Snowdonia in Crossing the unknown sea, I thought it was a made up name. It reminded me of Caledonia

Memoryscape

Phyllis Theroux views her brain as an unevenly frozen pond.

If I were to see my memory scape in geography, it would have some chasms and some crumbling edges, nothing that I would be scared to revisit. Two years ago, when we went to the Havasu falls, after going half way into that convoluted tunnel, my legs started shaking and when I was told that I had to climb down facing the rock, I gave up. I will try again. I want to go beyond and see the cascade falls. I want to see the wilderness.

Animal Affinity

I saw Mark Twain's Book of Animals, a while ago, but the text seemed dense. It opens an unknown side of him.