Mr Pushpat

The moon glides

Like the music of a flute

Between the built-up tower blocks

On Mumbai’s waterfront.

Mr Pushpat, angular

As a saxophone, has

Sweet peas – pink, purple,

White. They are his gift.

And in exchange he wants

Foreign coins, a letter

Sent from overseas. It’s a...

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Updated May 2020