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

Reena R is a poet/writer from India, currently living in Sharjah (United Arab Emirates). Her poems have been published in several anthologies and journals. She is the Destiny Poets UK's Poet of the year for 2014 and one of the editors of The Significant Anthology released in July 2015. She won awards at ‘World Union Of Poet’s’ poetry competition, 2016 and at "As You Like It International Poetry Contest’. She won the Reuel International Prize for poetry, 2018.

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