Arjuna sees only the parrot’s eye.
Hail Careerist!
Unblest me, I see
the eye
the parrot
the twig
the tree
the earth
that gives food.
I see the reflection on his eye
of the sky
that gives rain.
I see through the dark interior
the picture
on his retina
of the clouds.
Arjun’s arrow transcended;
Parrot was delivered of his birth.
But my bow and arrow dropped;
And I received my boon of mirth
To be born again.