Images collide, chased by a niagara of words
and nonwords. Every outing is a buffet
in an al fresco of experience. This season,
there is no struggle. I have to shift my salver
to the stations: stewards fix the scarcities.
Sometimes the proportions aren’t right
but that isn’t worth a wrangle. Nothing is:
when rain has weight, wetness is beatitude.
May every bash be a banquet in this riff of rainstorms.
(First Published in Allegro Poetry Magazine)
Sanjeev Sethi has authored three books of poetry. This Summer and That Summer (Bloomsbury, 2015) is his latest work. He is widely published in several countries, and lives in Mumbai, India. Recently in Off the Coast, The Five-Two, W.I.S.H. Press, Easy Street, Mad Swirl, The Ofi Press Literary Magazine, and elsewhere.