Nepal: Leaning Into the Afternoon

Tired shoulders
fold in,
the week begins its repose.
I lean forward,
elbow to knee, and
backwards into
ancient spaces.
Temples,
doors, walls,
moss-covered stone, spaces
for midday recess.
Knees up, knees down,
the day drags on –
there isn’t much
left to do.
Moist and weary,
the air wraps around me,
its sultry gaze whispers
the day’s final verse.
The rain is coming.

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* I borrowed Pablo Neruda’s title and wrote my own poem πŸ™‚

8 comments

  1. Mfilia

    Captivating images Jenna! Thank you for sharing and I always appreciate the correlating poetry. Whether yours or from the soul of another…

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