Poetry at Sangam
Poetry at Sangam showcases poetry in English and translations as well as essays on poetics and news of new releases.
It has been snowing
an endless morning
with little resistance.
If there’s a message here
it comes sub rosa,
a contraband green,
Spring’s suspicious offering.
Hours after signs
no longer point to anything,
sometimes the weary,
sometimes the ones
without any luck
look up without expecting anything.