Poetry at Sangam
Poetry at Sangam showcases poetry in English and translations as well as essays on poetics and news of new releases.
Grief’s winter-like gnaw
Was numb, a knuckle
& beauty in shards
Fra Angelicoed at your feet
You saw: a frost white line
Bronchiole to hill, to
Time; you heard: the days
In wind, at the edge
The ashen word
Reignite the world gold addio
Excerpted from Triptych: The Little Light That Escaped, Alexander Booth.