Poetry at Sangam

SangamHouse

 










THE SHADOW RISES BEFORE ME by Roselyne Sibille

(Translated from the French by Karthika Nair.)

The Shadow rises before me

I will carve a figure just to my scale
that I can step inside

I will dry my feet of clay in the conflagration

I will wait amidst the birds whom I will not see

The expanses will be blue