Poetry at Sangam
Poetry at Sangam showcases poetry in English and translations as well as essays on poetics and news of new releases.
Life collapses on the table
where food is laid,
fingers furrow
the mound of rice into halves
the way a farmer tills soil splaying earth.
The opening
on the head soft like loam crumbles
in the calloused palms
that roll the ball of rice to offer in the lake.
Cells one
after another mutate multiply,
sheathe with tissues and bones.
Limbs appeal for more
cleave the flesh
of the breast that feeds in the beginning in the end.
After the seven tongues of fire
lick life clean,
a rope of smoke
threads through
a dark hole sedimented with soot
and fossilized wood.
Over cycles of creation a microbe
sparks
a wave of desire in the inert sea.