The first day the Deities wore this outfit
was Janmastami, Giridhari’s birthday party,
and everyone had fun
kirtan and astoterra satta pradipa at midnight
almost burned down the house
had to put it down on pavement till it went out
offered on Janmastami
but worn on amavasya now
spent some looking in the garden
for flowers to pick today
getting really good at the stealth routine
gathering them and making the leis
roses, dahlias, lilies and mums
yellow and black with bumblebees
worn on amavasya now
murkha and I encircle the research playground
Mahamuni’s post box to see what is to be found
tracing the beach where the sufferers go
geese honk as roadies pass the natasala is starting the second show
through Saint Dagwood’s park left from end to end
up the beach hill seeing the sufferer thakura round the bend
at his kutir Bhakta Blade takes the name
in the navapatra friends play the game
going to Seymour’s museum and the great blue whale
tiring out and taking my leave at the shop murkha is looking pale
down the ramp speeding along about over the first highway
another pedaller asks for directions to a famous bay
then Mukha heeds the ratha-bhojana-vrksa’s call
kalarupa chases to the sandhya to be sprayed with Ganga Jal
by wolfgang sloka slinger
taking reast in the dark blue and lemon yellow
dancing under the dark moon full on mellow
Gaura Purnima is coming and seamstress ask me what to do
“mango and red” a young one spoke to me this clue
hearing this the seamstress was quick to commence
leis of daisy pompoms and roses a little dense
at the southland the friends cheer at the manifestation
of Murkha and I after a chat
the Lion’s Park is where a lone ranger sat
following the path of the shore
but the sufferers are at work and say no more
even from between the lakes Mukha knows the term
of ratha-bhojana-vrfksa so breaks away leaving the rest to squirm
the moon is still dark but with Griidhari in white
you know it will only be a couple of weeks to the bright night
so in Bengal east’s baby blue
they dance in the dark sky stopping for the morning dew