My heart: a guesthouse of grief but I have worked
on ways around it. Have you nested alongside
an aviary? In rookeries one descries the distress
of circumscription. Pandiculation is the socializers
idea of obelizing. Solitaires? No one knows how
they hide their slashes.
Anxieties from the fire
of ignited extensions
stir the coruscate
of our closeness, in tints
prettier than any palette
known to me. In such glow
I chafe to calmness.
The campaign starts with sojourns
far and further, of seas alien to me
of sand softer than imagined.
Your undersong hums its final strokes
as cinnamon of your chassis
speedballs me to the abundance
and ache in your eyes.
Glutted by earthy games
I’m easiest in His essence.
When a part of me persuades
the self to swerve, I find I’m
fragile, too frail and fixed in form.
Is this why I’m hooked on to Him?
Users of basilect are blind to their place
in the loam broadening the pantheon of
languages, especially if that is the only
one they are equipped with. This is how
the human condition ought to be: happy
being who they are.
YOU AND ME
Stitches embossed with our emblem
were on the carrel after our last concert
gleaming on cleat of atonality. I could
never convince myself of flip-flops
to fasten sudser induced seams in smoke
filled saloons, trillion of times I implored
the self to hasp gazettes of our history
on little known reefs so wavelets wash
them away. You’ve a way of finding me
in frisson, in unusual fonts. This emotional
fregoli, isn’t about you: the lever is with me.
The recently released, This Summer and That Summer, (Bloomsbury) is Sanjeev Sethi’s third book of poems. His work includes well-received volumes, Nine Summers Later and Suddenly For Someone. He has, at various phases of his career, written for newspapers, magazines, and journals. He has produced radio and television programs.His poems have found a home in The London Magazine, The Fortnightly Review, Allegro Poetry Magazine, The Galway Review, Solstice Literary Magazine, Off the Coast Literary Journal, Hamilton Stone Review, Literary Orphans, Crack the Spine Literary Magazine, The Peregrine Muse, Otoliths, Café Dissensus Everyday, The Bitchin’ Kitsch, Section 8 Magazine, Futures Trading Anthology Three, and elsewhere. Poems are forthcoming in Sentinel Literary Quarterly, Ink Sweat & Tears, First Literary Review-East, Pyrokinection, Meniscus, The Jawline Review, The Open Mouse, Drunk Monkeys, Amaryllis Poetry, Harbinger Asylum. He lives in Mumbai, India.