Poetry at Sangam
Poetry at Sangam showcases poetry in English and translations as well as essays on poetics and news of new releases.
these rubies Vaselined to perfection on my intarsia mouth
on which the convent placed a crackling consonant
a vulcanized vowel. dipped in formaldehyde.
my tongue cool as a snake,
glazed into a sahib’s whip
a tea leaf that reddens the April air—
sonnets glide on ether dripping from a man-
-go like nimble ballerinas with blueing toes
traipsing towards a summer’s day never seen before in this land soaked in salt and
wanting to sleep. no winter white as death— strange similes—our relentless
gardens bloom in December, bitch,
like this poem fertile with irony
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