Sushant Supriye’s most recent poem to appear here was “What Sort of Time Is This” (October 2018). 

One day
By Sushant Supriye

One day
I said to the calendar—
I am not available today,
          and did what I wanted to do.

One day
I said to the wrist-watch—
I am not available today,
           and was lost in myself.

One day
I said to the purse—
I am not available today,
           and exiled the market from my dreams.

One day
I said to the mirror—
I am not available today,
           and did not see its face the whole day.

One day
I broke all the hand-cuffs
I had created.
I freed myself from
all shackles
one day.