A Sweet Red Trace

By Maanya Kaur Sethi

She undressed her barks,

Wind in her hair

And blushed as he shared his glow

A part of him she would wear

The wind called her out to flaunt her moves in swirls and swings of happiness,

She dropped a souvenir and from miles away, a gist of it provided him cool.

And now she possesses a sweet red memory of him. 

And the wind brushes it to another figure Who heavenly cherishes it and shares it with his loved kin.

Context of the poem:

Her is referring to the tree and he is referring to the sun Her undressing her barks are her flaws, and he sharing his glow is the timid rays of the sun shining bright on her. She blushes in his thought and as one turns red when under the sun. She wears a part of him is the tree wearing the veil of sunlight.

The wind called her out to flaunt her moves is the tree dancing to the light breeze. In swirls and swings of happiness, which she receives from dancing, she drops a souvenir, which is the shedding of the red leaves. From miles away, which the sun is, a gist of her merrily dancing provides him cool; cool to the hot burning sun.

Her now possessing a sweet red memory of him is her bearing sweet red fruits now.

Here sweet red is a zeugma for the sweet memory of her blushing and the sweetness and redness of fruits she now had. The wind brushes it to another figure, a human who heavenly cherishes it, that is enjoys the sweetness of the apple and the memory of it, and him sharing with his loved kin is he sharing that sweet red memory with his lover.

By Maanya Kaur Sethi