Poetry at Sangam
Poetry at Sangam showcases poetry in English and translations as well as essays on poetics and news of new releases.
Searching and seeking, dreary and desolate, dismal, miserable and mournful.
When warmth turns to chill, it is hardest to stay fit.
Two or three cups of wine fails to help me bear the harsh evening wind.
Wild geese fly past, heartbroken, to see that old day’s acquaintance.
Yellow flowers piled on the ground. Emaciated and withered, who would gather them now?
Sitting alone at the window, how can I survive this seemingly endless daytime?
Parasol trees in the drizzling rain, dropping and dripping till sunset.
Alas, how could I describe the scene by only one word “melancholy”!
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