Defiance
She plants perennials
even as he predicts a drought
based on expert forecasts
long-term thinking assures
preparedness, he says,
doubtful it’s a good year
to plant
so what?
she exclaims, her hands
covered in soil
just as certain that Earth
knows better than
to rely on predictions.
© Neetu Malik
Previously published in Writers & Readers Magazine, UK.
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Hi Neetu, Love this poem! Time to water my perennials.
Thank you so much, Veronica. The ground has been pretty damp around here, but yes, go ahead and water those perennials!