The Peacock : : By Sujata Bhatt ( b. 1956 ) Bremen, Germany : : : : The Peacock : His loud sharp call seems to come from nowhere. Then, a flash of turquoise in the pipal tree The slender neck arched away from you as he descends, and as he darts away, a glimpseContinue reading “The Peacock : Sujata Bhatt : : Bird Poems : :”
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