Poetry at Sangam
Poetry at Sangam showcases poetry in English and translations as well as essays on poetics and news of new releases.
Ask anyone who’s ever lived alone
How houses seem to shift when winter comes.
It’s hard to settle in against the cold.
Minor sounds grow amplified: groans
From sinking eaves, surfaces that rub.
Anyone who’s lived alone knows
The shape silence takes, framed by closing
Doors and intermittent furnace hum.
It’s hard to settle in. Against the cold
Bedroom window, nightly rhythms unfold:
A loose screen flaps outside, a broken shutter,
And anyone who’s ever lived alone
Knows anything can hide in the quiet approach—
A brush of wings or snowdrifts piling up.
It’s hard to settle in against the cold
And empty sheets, the pillow that holds
the wild scent of an abandoned love.
Ask anyone who’s ever lived alone—
It’s hard to settle in against the cold.
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