A patch of our own

Wave your thousand palm trees

From the air, you are but a stamp
dull green patch of land upon blue swirls

Nothing moves in me

or in the frame visibly though perhaps
you wave your unfurled dreams
and spew breaths in continuity

How little a million lives matter
when a plane crosses over a strange island
in seconds
How much a child’s scraped knee does
just because you feel you can stake a claim to it

-Reena Prasad
Mar 20, 2014

Lakshadweep Islands from the plane

Lakshadweep Islands from the plane

 

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About Reena Prasad

Reena Prasad is a poet from India, now based in Sharjah. She has several poems published in English anthology collections (Change, Indus Valley, Love in Verses, Musings—a Mosaic, eight anthologies by Barry Mowles and Friends and 10 of Brian Wrixon’s anthologies, also in online jounals: Carty’s Poetry Journal, Indian Ruminations, Indian Review and in online magazines such as Youth Ki Awaaz and Thanal Online. . Her poems have found place among the winning entries in contests by Writer's Cafe, Ekphrasis India and Poets Corner. She is a contributor to many international journals like The Copperfield Review, First Literary Review-East, Angle Journal etc

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