Poetry at Sangam
Poetry at Sangam showcases poetry in English and translations as well as essays on poetics and news of new releases.
Last night had no eyes, no ears,
no heart, no stomach, no skin, no bones
no dark, no light, no spirit, no silence.
Last night had no warmth, no cold,
no pain, no lust, no gain.
But last night there was
a dream, a denouement, a door.
In the morning you were outside.