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Searching for Flamenco

June 26, 2022 by Neetu Malik in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik tagged as dancers, flamenco, guitar, Neetu, Spain

Searching for Flamenco

The streets of Seville keep
their best secrets hidden in the dark

cobbled paths wind in stillness
I wonder where all the dancers have gone
cafes and restaurants throb with the pulse
of a late night soiree

the candles have burned down to stubs
but the servers will not turn out the night
until platters of paella and pitchers of sangria last

I ask where I might find a tablao,
to be charmed and mesmerized

taking directions, I walk into the soft beam
of streetlights through the tangled sleeping town
on the other side

it is so quiet—
what is tucked behind the old buildings
in a walled courtyard I can barely glimpse?

I walk inside—
ensconced in a shell
of darkness, burns the fire
of a woman, her back finely arched
she is attired in a ruffled gypsy dress

her voice reaches
into the desert…………

the man with the guitar plucks on strings—pulling me inside

I have arrived.

In the Moonlight

in moonlight's soft sheen
I bare all that I am

it's the sun's harsh rays
that send me scurrying
into dark caves and crevices
where I am enveloped
in the shell
worn and roughened
through years        and tread
of time's wheels,    cracked by

aches and maladies
with marks etched deep
in my self



© Neetu Malik

War

I try 
to find words for war

how it wrecks, how it feels
but
there is no language I find
to reach

that space inside me
to define the terror
give utterance 
to grief

why war when
there is no winning

when there is only loss
and losing

no matter which side
you're on



© Neetu Malik

Deep Roots

I will weave you garlands
of dazzling wisteria
twine the flowers
with stems of love
growing from roots
seeded strong and deep
where the ground stays warm
and evergreen.


© Neetu Malik

Poem written for my children, 2019.