Poetry at Sangam

SangamHouse

 










A SEASHORE LOTUS, DREAMING by A. Anupama

She says

whisper the words and I will read them aloud.

Let the mermaid story be mine.

If my hair turns pink, I’ll dive under the waves

and hide. If I find a shell comb, I will leave it for you

under the boardwalk stairs.

                                                Please bring

a glass necklace for me in the morning.

The sky turns pink when I know you are awake.