Three Poems by Sanjeev Sethi

Quiescence

Bleep from catenation of calls is for errand boys.

Water of Pierian Spring wets when silence prevails.

Nurse of nothingness sustains and splays dispatches

from concealed wellsprings by cleansing pulverulent 

knobs as blueprints mount up. Corybantic music takes 

me away from myself. I solicit notions of nihility 

to scrive. In textures of my palm eidetic storms lose

their way, soldiers begin to sing, calm gets a new text.

Pros

Honeyed words take you nowhere.

You allow them to enter and they

eat you up. I am well-versed with

pretty speeches and snow jobs. This

time I didn’t truckle to exaggerated

arcs and eyewash: foreboding is my

default position. That is the good

thing about experience. It guards

your gyre.

Wishes and Wants

I wish to hold you in my hand.

Will happiness reintroduce itself?

Let the power in your palm lull me.

Will the acuteness of your breath

sanctify my unbeliefs?

I’m tired of togs. In our atelier

let nakedness be the new dress.

Sanjeev Sethi is the author of three books of poetry. His most recent collection is This Summer and That Summer (Bloomsbury, 2015). He is published in more than 25 countries. Recent credits: Talking Writing, Packingtown Review, Abstract Magazine, PCC Inscape Magazine, The Sandy River Review, The Piker Press,  The Sunday Tribune, Fixator Press, The Poetry Village, and elsewhere. He lives in Mumbai, India.