By Sarah Das Gupta
Humid
air, palm trees
like
feather dusters
rising
above the heat haze.
Aircraft
shudders,
judders
to a halt.
Myriad
colours merge,
blur
in blinding riot.
Faces,
skin wrinkled,
parchment-thin,
transparent.
Others
smooth, soft
peachy-velvet.
Syllables
and sounds,
orders
and comments.
Tower
of Babel.
Cases,
boxes, rolls of carpet
crates
of mangoes,
live
fish swimming
in
bags of plastic.
taxis
in black and yellow
swarm
waspishly.
Door
slams,
moves
off –
dodging,
drunkenly
swooping
gull-like
into
unknown chaos!
About
the Author:
Sarah
Das Gupta is an English Teacher from Cambridge, UK who ha lived and taught in
India, Tanzania and UK. Her works have been published in US, UK, Canada,
Australia, India, Germany, Romania, Croatia, among other countries.
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