Some poems in Smita Agarwal’s Wish-Granting Words have appeared in magazines and Nine Indian Women Poets (OUP)—but now we savour them in a single spine, well-travelled poems that have the fine tenor of a practiced musician. Her concerns include pain, both personal and social, nature observations, and the self-conscious act of writing itself: "My eyes lick them off the page/I chew them, suck the juices/Let the flavours seep in. I am/The dreamer; words, the cocoon /I knit" (The Word-Worker).