Neo-Hellene Poets, an Anthology of Modern Greek Poetry 1750-2018

Poem by George Souris


My dear wife, I don’t have to say

how much I’ve always loved you.

If sometimes we contend and row

in turbulence and turmoil living,

it’s because I like upheaval

and long for rougher seas.

Love without some bitterness

lacks sweetness, gives no joy,

so keep your stern composure,

leave me my troubled mind,

and know that now and then

too calm a sea brings vertigo.

Dear wife, though I don’t tell you,

you know how much I love you,

your laughter but your anger too,

and if another woman turn my eye,

know that my heart and, yes, my ugliness

belong to you for ever and some more. 


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