Birdsong in the Village

A nonet poem

Photo by Andy Holmes on Unsplash

Their mouths open, they wait for their mom
My repulsion slides off my chest
This birdsong in this village
is the only comfort
Listening to their
incessant chirps
I wrap sleep
around
me

©Kavya Janani. U

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