Poetry at Sangam
Poetry at Sangam showcases poetry in English and translations as well as essays on poetics and news of new releases.
The granite dust is incense
the roads, dark kolams.
For flowers, red flags
at daybreak.
At night the thirsty headlights
drink in the dark
offer in return points of reference
that gesture towards the ineffable.
The rocks have dissolved
into the air. Who knew
they were salt dolls waiting
for the ocean?
With dawn earthmovers claw
and pluck at the ground
for offerings. And now at last
the sun also rises.
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