Seeing you tonight brings back
what we leveraged
of our freedoms.
Words embroider, they can’t alter.
Grief in any text is grief.
When mind fleets towards your fold
whitlow on thumb of tides whimpers.
By being earless
you helped me
with my hesitations.
Sometime one is happy
Bad cobs the bonzer to clinch prime space:
your goodness bunks in the gutter of my brain.
Questions without answers
aren’t queries but nagging
circulars from another circuit.
If you’re a swimmer no pool is dangerous.
Familiarity with a safe one harms no-one.
Sanjeev Sethi is the author of three books of poetry. His most recent collection is This Summer and That Summer (Bloomsbury, 2015). A Best of the Net 2017 nominee, his poems are in venues around the world: The Fortnightly Review, Stride Magazine, Peeking Cat Poetry Magazine, In Between Hangovers, Right Hand Pointing, Peacock Journal, Indiana Voice Journal, Sacred Chickens, First Literary Review-East, Scarlet Leaf Review, Be Untexed, Otoliths and elsewhere. He lives in Mumbai, India.