
Woman
candle’s tireless flame
burns to stub
in melting wax
staying lit
when darkness calls
© Neetu Malik
In honor of women around the world.
I see you will haggle over your wares
sell them to me for the price I ask
I know you have many gods
little and large, in stock
Shall we dip our brush
in the deep blue dusk
so we may paint joy
we stole from
the passing day
before it grows dark?
all I hear is this song…
carried to my ears upon waves
as they ebb and return
a symphony of love
played on instruments
of the heart—
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