Poetry at Sangam



The Plague We’ve Now Forgotten by Stephen Collis

What is it we are
trying to be
close to one another
in the traffic
along the river—
in ear shot is it?
In attendance
midst the meanness
of the bordered wind
that bites like time
like news flash
breaking stories we
are all broken stories
picked up and dropped
and picked up again—
I told you this already?
Thames side?
Summer of—what was it?
A century before or after
the plague we’ve now forgotten
when the land—like our hearts—
was broken (Roxanne Dunbar-Ortiz)
into pieces to be bought and sold