Poetry at Sangam
Poetry at Sangam showcases poetry in English and translations as well as essays on poetics and news of new releases.
Are you moving out into the night?
Come on, leave large things to themselves.
Treat yourself to the small;
night will not untilt itself for us,
leave Ursa Minor where it is,
glowing like a Christmas tree.
We have flushed out words like
desolation from the room,
have washed away longing, especially for the past.
My silence does not sink into your walls,
I am not interested in your dreaming
or un-dreaming;
you want to sleep with your dream on your left,
with me on the right, you’ve never said this
but I don’t want any part of it.
No, I am not going to brood on time.
No large words, please, am done with them.
What if the night attendant runs away with the night?
There will skid mark de-dreaming itself.
A hearse driver having his cup of morning chai
at a tea shop may drive up. Am not looking for something big,
just a small erasure.
Landfall, Keki N. Daruwalla. Speaking Tiger Books (2023)
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