Sascha Akhtar
Two Poems
A full moon eclipses
I turn on the T.V.
to learn when
but all I get are heads
talking
an antenna pokes me in the eye
*
Paramour, it beckons
indivisibility shared
I close my eyes to substance
I am watching revolution
as it occurs in the bodies
lined up in front of one
another. I see the shadow
of this planet I am on it
is it red I can’t tell
the insides of my eyelids
feel cold when I flap them over
I am swathed in Icelandic wool
genuflect to this I expect
half-wolf to howl, a faint glowing
spot in the sky exactly opposite the sun
gegenschein.
I-Body 4
is there, there is
a past
only & present
quickly becomes
shuffle to
the next pan-destination
*
wipe footprints
off the floor
because I don’t want to see them
everything has happened
before me
perhaps your voice
alone
is chopped
to cadence
if you end here, you.
*
are distorted
he will get up & want dinner
& tea
I will move effortlessly
in plural, in feminine
in subjunct
mellow life.
*
I-Body 5
I can’t read
what I have somewhere
not written anywhere
but in this space of virtual
other
I can only find with click
shift
mind spewing.
Sascha Akhtar is a Pakistani woman raised by an English family, in Pakistan. She attended Bennington College in Vermont, U.S.A and attended the M.F.A poetry programme on a fellowship at UMASS Amherst, U.S.A. She is interested in how words alter, meld and sound rather then what they could or can or should or would mean, exactly. She likes to teach yoga and travel.