Ghar-ana
Ghar-ana
Drenched, sparrows perch quiet,
ears not miss a note of Malhar raining down
Four of them, in couples, sit still as an alaap
waiting for it to turn
Its Dhrupad dearies, the rain
will come and go, and
Dagar Saheb will
only have begun
Rest easy, fly, or hang around
my nest is all yours
and when I awake, for you I will let a thumri flow,
from another sparrow who flew away years ago
Amlanjyoti Goswami is a Delhi-based poet and public policy expert.
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