Poetry at Sangam
Poetry at Sangam showcases poetry in English and translations as well as essays on poetics and news of new releases.
The basin is a cool white oasis after nine hours on the trail.
A ghost is studying you from the mirror.
You rinse your hands, wait for his attention
to waver, then grab him.
He dissolves in a rain of scratches.
You stand there, holding a pair of black gloves:
an unshaved stranger in torn combat fatigues.
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