Poetry at Sangam
Poetry at Sangam showcases poetry in English and translations as well as essays on poetics and news of new releases.
Flashing under the tamarind tree like a warning. Gentle across a wet
bird’s back. A rectangle between curtains. Rectangle in the ceiling. All of
Andhra. The window seat of 45G. Other buses too. Corners where dogs
eat rice and bread. Empty ICU beds. Half of Ratnagiri, then the other
half; shadows of clouds climbing the same mountain twice. You getting
off the train. The slope of the railing you briefly touch. Birthday lunch.
Radiating from every single french fry. Dripping from mangoes. Inside
an engagement ring. Fleeting, between strangers’ eyes. In that scene
where her underskirt is ballooning over the picnic blanket and she is
calmly making a drawing. The tip of a knife. Every panel of newspaper
comics. Around plastic-packet kites. Gleaming off metal that holds
paintbrush bristles. In rhymes like run, fun. The moment when you know
anyone.