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Balbir

Author: Maya Khankhoje
Contact: khankhoje@sprint.ca
Profile: Poet, short story writer, essayist, book reviewer. Mexican of Indian and Belgian origin.  Re:  "On the Wings of Words - Maya Khankhoje's Page" at: http://thinkers.net/creative/mayakhankhoje.htm

Poetry

Balbir

While grownups slumbered

through the midday heat

a child scanned

a shimmering sky

seeking the first

and the last parrot

she had ever had:

Balbir

Mother had warned her

that parrots

were vulnerable

for they sometimes

sickened

and their beaks

turned black

and then they died

taking humans

along with them

on their macabre flight

She had disbelieved

at first

for humans

have no beaks

and parrots are

too beautiful

for death

But Balbir had fallen ill

proving her mother

right

and loveliness

not forever

She had blamed herself

for feeding him

too many peppers

trying to teach him

to speak

in a tongue

other than his own

Release him!

her mother had urged

so she took Balbir

to the jungle

and unfastened his cage

on the threshold

of an infinite sky

so that he could soar

beyond the reaches

of the human eye

He flew away impatiently

eager to meet his destiny

in a transparent space

whose boundaries his wings

would never graze

Balbir flew higher

and higher

unmindful of the tears

of that wounded child

who had once been

his captor

and was now

his friend

Her feet rooted

to the ground

and her arms raised

to the sky

the child tracked

his vanishing light

and strained to receive

his fluttering song

and caressed his feathers

with an impalpable touch

But her heart

seemed to sense

that his body

would drown

in that very lotus pond

where he had never

preened himself

or drank cool water

or bathed with a mate

whose emerald feathers

meshed with his own

She also knew

that he would

no longer

sing or squawk

or speak

in a tongue

other than his own

for he would be

Balbir

no more


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