Unveiling their shine on the cerulean sheet now pitch-dark,
radiant studs, rhombus-shaped compete with beauty
of bicephalous. When the orgulous are on a night out
in their best bib and tucker covering their kytes, chill
of westering winds add to the ambience. Presence of
sapid puffs invites our olfactories to the divine, making
me muzzy, and moved: even nature helps the well-heeled?
Originally appears in Postcolonial Text, Vol 11, No 2 (2016)