April is the cruellest month, indeed.

The laburnum’s bloomed, flashing its golden inflorescence,

And the cerulean sky breaks into waves of silken clouds.

Flocks of sunbirds, iridescent in shades of green and yellow, collude,

While the wasps and the bees buzz about aimlessly from tree to tree.

And all I can do is lounge by my window side and watch this scene.

Summer’s splendour brings joy only to those who are not in quarantine.


© Vidya Venkat (2020)

Published by Vidya Venkat

Ph.D. candidate in Anthropology at SOAS, London. Formerly, journalist at The Hindu, Chennai.

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