Beyond sanitation, I look at the tendencies
of being alone
It has a claim

over small, household things
Dogs barking in the park, babies laugh
I know

There is a red swing
with nobody on it
Now there is no origin

It is calm here in my room
Broken lines on the wall
A dead scream in the glass

An old, unceremonious spot
on my quarantine shirt collar

I sense loss

Sekhar Banerjee is a bilingual poet. He has three collections of poems and a monograph on an Indo-Nepal border tribe to his credit. His poems in English have been published in some of the major literary journals in India and abroad . Lately, he has been selected as the Author of the Month by Setu - a bilingual monthly journal published from Pittsburgh , USA. Read other articles by Sekhar.