More poems by Sadi

From Underground Window, we have Sadi’s latest poems:

We come by bounds, infinitely
more attractive. Desirous to others
who want but a piece of this action.
We are blind to these efforts.
Seeing only me who is seeing only you
on this cold day in early April, Boston, 2005.

More Sadi poems here. (Full disclosure: I became email friends with Sadi after I sent an admiring email about her writing). See my essay Sorting through the Shards with Sadi.