A day in Indian Summer

A day in an Indian summer:
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Shadow of a Crow
Hanging by an electric pole
It flatters its wings,
On a hot summer evening

A wind gushes through the door
Papers fly, things fall
Smell of bee-hive all around

In a moment then,
All is quite

The pole stands alone
No shadow, no crow, no place to hide

Far in the distance
A copper chimney
Guns black smoke into the sky

Life remains still,
long days, long nights.

-Pratap
30.5.2015