APRIL, APRIL (Satis Shroff) April, April, Er weiß nicht was er will: After a short summer shower The sun laughs again. * * * GE DIGITAL CAMERA ENCHANTING APRIL ( Satis Shroff) I live in the Schwarzwald With tall pine and birch trees. The chattering of the finches, Thrushes and sparrows and titmice Wakes you at dawn. Swallows, pigeons and crows Dissect the evening sky, Interspersed with darting jays. Blackbirds sing melodies across rooftops, And the nightingale enchants the evening. * * * WILLOW (Satis Shroff) The lithe and slender drooping willow branches, Sway with the Dreisamtäler wind: A storm is underway. * * * CHOREA HUNTINGTON (Satis Shroff) A young blonde I fancied Suddenly can’t coordinate her body. ‘It’s in my genes,’ she apologises. Memory loss, inattention, dementia. * * * FRAGRANCE (Satis Shroff) Giverny, The artist paints Monet’s garden: Beautiful flowers, a pond, bridge and shrubs
