At the edge of the waves, as the tide flows
and the beach is gradually deserted,
a young woman wearing a hijab,
dressed for a rainy day at the seaside,
watches, concerned, as her grandfather,
a perfunctory beard on his long
Mughal chin, smiling, with horn-rimmed glasses,
in his Ralph Lauren green and white polo shirt,
trousers rolled high, up to his knees in water,
using a Kashmiri technique he has seen
on YouTube, casts – into the sky – a weighted,
conical, fishing net he bought online.
Its silver mesh scatters over the sea.
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By David Selzer