A crafty langur of Bhubaneswar lived in the trees above the old bazaar. He'd watch shoppers straggle and shopkeepers haggle, then slip in under everyone's radar.
Bhubaneswar Limerick
1

There was a tourist in Darjeeling
whose fingers and toes lost all feeling.
He didn’t remember
it’s cold in December,
and the dearth of heaters left him reeling.

orange lichens
adorn an old stone wall;
nature’s decorator

the plains below
the Himalayan foothills,
a sea of clouds

plump caterpillar,
grounded on the sidewalk,
hopes that wings
will come around - before
a careless foot does

Calcutta monsoons
are unkind to memorials
of past masters

jungle engulfs,
swallows, and digests
once proud buildings

a tree burst through
the old building’s brick wall,
and sent roots searching

Calcutta’s December:
Christmas trees stand beside
palm trees