My Bulbully Crow | Harish Mahuvakar

Below, in the drawing room
I had neem, banyan, and tamarind trees
In a book I was reading.
Suddenly I heard a cowing.
I too cowed.
And it followed cowing after cowing.

My six summered son,
Sleeping above in our bedroom,
Sprang upon my back when I went to him:
                             saying I’m a bulbully crow.
I asked him what’s that?
He looked at me but said nothing.
I lifted him up
               with a cowing.
               And the cowing followed.
            That’s my bulbully crow. 

Harish Mahuvakar is the Head, Dept. of English, Sir P. P. Institute of Science, Maharaja Krishnakumarsinhji Bhavnagar University,