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The Poetry Issue 2023: Mountain and Flower and other poems

The Poetry Issue 2023: Mountain and Flower and other poems
Night, SH Raza. Courtesy of Dhoomimal Gallery

Mountain and Flower


Mountains are distinct from flowers 
                                                   scaling heights beyond compare
 
Flowers are distinct from mountains 
                                                     filling fragrances in the air

Mountains are distinct from flowers 
                                                       unchanged by wind or rain
Flowers wilt, but renew colours, 
                                                      weeks after they fade

Both sparkle myriad colours, 
                                                    green, brown, yellow, pink, white
Together they brighten the landscape 
                                                      enriched by Nature’s light



Be Still


Be still 
as the rock
 over which rivers flow

Be still 
as the mountain 
over which storms blow

Bend with breeze 
Like trees swaying 
without moving

Remain rooted 
on solid earth 
get nourished to grow.




Twin Trees


Two Copperpod trees 
planted the same day 
at the same hour 
fifty feet apart

One got fertile soil 
quickly grew tall
sprouting yellow flowers
the other had a rough start

Rocks blocked roots 
mice nibbled shoots 
it grew three feet 
while twin reached ten 
black ants its only friend

Tall twin dropped shadow 
shielding sibling from sun 
shed flowers to soften soil
Bees made blossoms bloom 
then twin stretched for the sky

Soon flowers on both trees twirled 
dancing to birdsong and breeze
Shadows united on ground 
carpeting it yellow-ochre brown 
beneath a golden crowning canopy

Now they live at separate heights
shadows and crowns blending
That one grew fast, the other caught up 
is a history worth forgetting.


Trans…


Can you design a cloud?
Their shapes go as the wind blows 

morphing 
from lion to leaf, 
embryo to elephant, 
dinosaur to dormouse

sometimes bulbous blobs 
split by blue lagoons

sometimes shimmering sheets in varied hues
changing white to grey, to black and back

like humans
some male, 
some female,
some in-between

At the whim of the wind
Or the decree of the moon.



Sleepless Night


Heavy day yawns
after grotty night

yesterday’s ghosts hover
 strangling light

into an abyss of slippery sides
with no landing in sight


These poems were part of The Poetry Issue 2023, curated by Shireen Quadri. © The Punch Magazine. No part of these should be reproduced anywhere without the prior permission of The Punch Magazine.   

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