In Repose by Neetu

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                   In Repose

I thought I could catch leaves
as they flurried down trees
where the summer sun
had painted them green just yesterday

when they were laden with
liquid imagination, suspended
from moist branches drenched
in dew

but seasons change
frost must replace droplets of dew
and I must let the leaves go
as they will

to follow their course
to be turned in the winter soil
of soft sorrow as they mourn
the passing of color and wait
in quietude for
a new beginning.

© Neetu Malik 
Author Bio
Author Bio
Born in India, Neetu has lived in Austria, England, and Canada before settling in the Eastern USA in 1994. Neetu’s eclectic work reflects her diverse background as she explores the joy and darkness of the human condition in poems and stories noteworthy for their intensity in brief span. Her poetry is published in journals and Anthologies from Australia, USA, UK, and India. Her poem, “Soaring Flames”, was awarded First-Place by the NY Literary Magazine (2017). She has also been nominated for the Pushcart Prize, 2019 for her poem “Sacred Figs” published by Kallisto Gaia Press in their Ocotillo Review in May, 2018.
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Born in India, Neetu has lived in Austria, England, and Canada before settling in the Eastern USA in 1994. Neetu’s eclectic work reflects her diverse background as she explores the joy and darkness of the human condition in poems and stories noteworthy for their intensity in brief span. Her poetry is published in journals and Anthologies from Australia, USA, UK, and India. Her poem, “Soaring Flames”, was awarded First-Place by the NY Literary Magazine (2017). She has also been nominated for the Pushcart Prize, 2019 for her poem “Sacred Figs” published by Kallisto Gaia Press in their Ocotillo Review in May, 2018.
  • moonfroth says:

    Neetu’s intuitive poetic skill keeps me following her stuff, wherever it goes. Here in the first few lines a little inner voice in the reader peeps, “yes, yes, another sappy poem about a poet wailing over a dying leaf. Seriously, go beat another dead horse. . .” But look at what happens: HER emotions are shifted to the leaves themselves, softly personified in the closing stanza as mourning their own death but then accepting that in their death lies rebirth. . .so they quietly wait. Could leaves be sentient? There is evidence that trees can sense danger and protect themselves. So why not. . . .? This short poem provides an aura of oneness between Man and nature, an unusual and provocative turn that expands the reader’s sense of involvement through personification.

  • Neetu Malik says:

    Thank you, Moonfroth. Your comments are always appreciated.

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