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Mamta Agarwal (March 27,1951 / India)
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Grass is very pretty;
But it’s not simply grass,
Or just stuff of lawns.
If you go up and close,
You see a world
Of flowers, waiting
To be discovered.
Grass flowers keep a low profile;
Their colour, height not loud
To scream from far off…
But as I sit on grass
On a humid day, As Sun goes down
West in May,
Or at mid-noon in December
On an icy cold day;
Somehow they remind me
Of a six month old,
Who first learns to crawl
And raises his neck and turns
To make eye contact
With his mom.
The innocence writ large
On their face
Is their unique scent.
Although not effervescent;
Yet timid… by no means.
What if they grow under trees?
Or wherever they get
To assert themselves.
They deserve applause for
Holding their own
On frail stems.
They arrest my gaze,
And I feel more than certain
God is in small details.
Comments about this poem (! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Simply grass....! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! by Mamta Agarwal )
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Grass, , the carpet rolled out by creation! Grass is very pretty.. it depicts the colour of the seasons. What a though provoking poem. Loved it! ! ! ! ; D
dear mamtaji
grass is a metaphor... it stands for the downtrodden.....the have-nots... the poor-folks..
the twister can uproot a redwood, not grass..........
Nothing like a good roll in the grass.