Chataka Never mind that I’m a brood parasite flawlessly matching the turquoise blue of babbler’s eggs never mind that I watch nonchalantly, my chicks being raised as their own I eat berries and caterpillars pressing the worms end to end to remove their guts poets build shrines where they spot me forest-dwellers watch me fly… Continue reading Environmental Poem: CHATAKA, by Vinita Agrawal