Poetry at Sangam
Poetry at Sangam showcases poetry in English and translations as well as essays on poetics and news of new releases.
As a child your elders treat the twin question
marks on each side of your face like labyrinths
taking care not to toss the wrong word in or
a Minotaur might come roaring from pricked up ears
growing up you devour the shape-
shifting question marks upside down onto juicy flesh
pears, open your mouth, hunger disappears
in late middle age, marks mirror reflecting
riddled heart, cracked hourglass in lake, waiting
the question marks now hooks absent keys
rust of a stalled car seeps in streaks
on cheeks of water, swan’s necks, arc
ask only that you hold the light, kiss
its trembling lip, say yes.
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