Album
Through
your harmonies I have been able to touch
the
hoofprint of your tenderness. The fragility
of
your fear grabs me. We have a generation
between
us. Time hasn’t altered anything. You have
to
wear your garment of grief I have to wear mine.
Now
and then, a breed of stallions kickoff their tantivies
on
the bridle path of polymorphism. The manners of mating
are
perilous. Our placement keeps us as kleptomaniacs
in
the emporium of love. Shortages do this. Perception
of
chronic shortages more so.
(First published in Coldnoon Travel Poetics)
Sanjeev Sethi has published
three books of poetry. This Summer and That Summer (Bloomsbury,
2015) is his latest work. His poems have found a home in The London
Magazine, The Fortnightly Review, Ink Sweat and Tears, Sentinel
Literary Quarterly, Allegro Poetry Magazine, The Galway Review, The
Open Mouse, I am not a Silent Poet, Otoliths, Right Hand Pointing, Down
in the Dirt magazine, and elsewhere. He lives in Mumbai, India.
Sanjeeve, what a beautiful and touching poem. You painted a wonderful picture of an "Album." Very nicely done. Thank you for sharing and continued blessings!
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Thank you Maurice for your kind words. I guess, it is stimulus like this, among other things, that encourages one to indite.
ReplyDeleteThank you for your blessings.
Sanjeev Sethi
Dear Sanjeev,
DeleteI agree with Maurice's wonderful assessment of your poem. It is a joy to have you a part of Whispers. Welcome! I hope you enjoy your time spent here. Best wishes with all your writing endeavors.
Blessings,
Karen
Karen you're a wonderful editor.
DeleteIt is my good Karma that has got me in touch with Whispers and you.
Thank you.
Dear Sanjeev,
DeleteIt's good to have you a part of the Whispers community. Thank you for your kind words.
Blessings,
Karen
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ReplyDeleteBest,Sahil.