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Measured in Halves

By Sanjhee Gianchandani

The two street lights outside

form a chiaroscuro in disdain

revealing only half their light

through the half-drawn curtains

Half raindrops on the window pane

form misbegotten semi-circles

The door is ajar, yet half closed

selectively unwrapping

the proceedings outside

The coffee mug is half-empty

I always liked it lukewarm

They desk’s half-cluttered side

has a book; half-read and

dog-eared like it’s been wanting

a reader for a longish time now

Parched pages and a half-faint  

fragrance of time-worn books

the other half of books unread

A half-broken photo frame peeks  

from a half-open drawer

Were we full couple? Or half in love?

A half-written note in scarlet ink

Lines with half-eaten words

perhaps written in a hurry

unfinished and unsigned

Shall remain a mystery maybe

A box of pills half consumed

and half scattered on the floor

A life full of promises half fulfilled

dreams half seen; secrets half kept

poems half written and words half said

Two halves complete the picture

Did I cross stormy oceans for you

only to get this knee-deep love?

A life half-lived; a death half-mourned

Write of halves when you

write off my whole.

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Sanjhee Gianchandani holds a Masters’ degree in English from Lady Shri Ram College for Women and a CELTA from the University of Cambridge. She worked as an English language assessment specialist. Her love for publishing brought her to her second job as an ELT editor in the K-8 space. She compulsively writes poetry to fill in the interstices in her day and to streamline the chaos in her head. Her poems have been published at several places including eFiction India, LiveWire, Setu, Indian Ruminations, Otherwise Engaged Journal and Poetry Northern Ireland. 

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