Poetry at Sangam
Poetry at Sangam showcases poetry in English and translations as well as essays on poetics and news of new releases.
Translated by Sudeep Sen
One who writes poetry in the middle of the night
With her hair undone — is a witch.
After everyone’s asleep, she soaks in clear moonlight
On the netherworld’s roof — doesn’t know which!
Secretly she roasts, then eats the pulpy sadness
Plucked from the crown of her head,
Climbs up her throat — no lyric of love and caress,
Rather an acidic belch-like moon instead.
As soon as it is dawn, she conceives the sun
Getting to full-blown advanced stage by noon.
Bathing with her young dad, she beats the water in fun —
A young woman, struck by the moon.
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