I never received emotional citizenship
in dominion of nanny days. Without
kedge of State sponsorship. I swam
in whirlpools. During my oceanic
phase you and I: you as flotsam
I as me, stroked and stoked rough
weather. In menu of our meeting
happiness was hazy. I elected for
other amusements in an island of
my making. Kelp, sea lion and seal
are natant as caret is incised over me.
Muse, its mysteries are caretakers.
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, Amaryllis Poetry, Desiblitz, Gogyoshi Monthly, The Galeway Review, The Open Mouse, Otoliths, Literary Orphans, The Helios Mss, Anti-Heroin Chic, Right Hand Pointing, Futures Trading, The Aerogram, Thirteen Myna Birds, Random Poet Tree, and elsewhere. Poems are forthcoming in The Bitchin' Kitsch, Chronogram, Yellow Chair Review, Postcolonial Text, A New Ulster, First Literary Review-East, Drunk Monkeys, Harbinger Asylum, The Corner Club Press, Of/With, Linden Avenue Literary Journal, and Cavalcade of Stars. He lives in Mumbai, India.
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