Is Tarah

At the Docks

Winter flowed into spring,
A full river carrying
Fishes of impressions…
After which an angler brush wielding
I was that evening.

Dabbing ripples of imitative making,
Of colors intensely light or dark
From Delhi University’s park…
Where stood purple, white, gold fringed stock…
I cast a net of canvas.

As afternoon flowed into evening,
Lovers and walkers gathered around watching
The jumping and jostling fish
Turn into colored wavelets,
Harbingers of spring… impressionistically etched.

– Bolbul