. A North Indian Summer They ask of me to write a sonnet fine In praise of Summer and her pretty dress, But I hail from a place of different clime Where Summer’s heat knows best how to oppress. She raises up the dust from Rajasthan And like a warrior princess she rides hard, Across the northern plains of Hindustan Her wild-haired, wild-eyed, visage scares this bard. The fevered breezes that she raises fly Before her, searing grain and grass and trees. Her scimitar’s a blazing sun raised high And Life must bow to her desire or cease. But when Queen Summer’s raging reign has run Fresh Monsoon comes to heal the hurt she’s done. . . Rohini Sunderam is author of Corpoetry – Desert Flower – Five Lives One Day in Bahrain published by Ex-L-Ence Publishing. She is a Canadian of Indian origin, and a semi-retired advertising copywriter. Find out more about her on her blog or on Amazon.