Broken Ghazal Crossword
Sneha Subramanian Kanta
listen to our common song
across the foglines
where herons hold their necks
above water
like ghosts.
​
what firmament
against these sands
we've walked:
another evening
the waves bring
your memory-scent
to the shore.
​
a cardinal presses
against the window
half-mist, half-body
sunlight migrates
to wash remnant dew.
against the flaming cyclone
city awash with morningrain
conjuring a calamity in reverse
this time, sweet bursts of rain
will leave something still awake.
​
there will be light
the linoleum floors
all the years
assemble into specifics
of remembrance
the body holds
more beautiful storms.
​
we are all the birds
we didn't know
what to call
the night on wirelines
a fast-prancing train.
Sneha Subramanian Kanta is the author of the chapbook Ghost Tracks (Louisiana Literature Press, 2020). Her poem “Un-Elegy, Or How Water Unmakes A Country” won the inaugural Canadian Authors Association Toronto Poetry Prize. She is the founding editor of Parentheses Journal. Find her at www.snehasubramaniankanta.com.