Happy Sighting Poem by Daniel Trevelyn Joseph

Happy Sighting



While scribbling verse
And Zorro the black cat
Was nestling me to pet him,
I became aware of screeching.
And turn to see through window
On the wire seven green parrots.

Suspecting, I bring up my binoculars,
See two out of three that remained,
Have a huge red patch on shoulders
They are Alexandrine.

Nine years ago, I had seen first
In Hyderabad Estate on Malbar Hill
And leafed through Salim Ali’s book,
To know about the bird then.

Happy to see three of them now:
I called Joti my child to see; she did,
Despite being busy on laptop.
Greatest heritage I can bequeath.

Name is from Alexander the Great,
Who exported them from Punjab
To many countries known to him:
Not me: Google and Wiki say so.

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