Passing by

September 26, 2020 by Neetu Malik in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik with 2 and 0

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Passing by

dusk casts its veil gently
as I walk along
this quiet street
under winged elms shedding
flaky white blossoms
at my feet

the hour is my own
no one here to nettle my peace
other walkers, far and few,
wave or smile occasionally

people come and people leave
I have learned to let them be
for on these intersecting trails
we’re passersby, you and I

Author Bio

Neetu Malik

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.

https://www.asliceoforange.net/authors/neetu/

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