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

Poem by Katerina Anghelaki Rooke


My legs walk  

over the void

my arms embrace emptiness

and my fantasy conspires

with nothingness

what’s happening, what’s happening

and nothing goes ahead?

The haze refuses to become cloud

the moist to become rain

the winter sunrise delays

the reserved melancholy

won’t turn into distress

and the unnamed nightmare

hesitates to mature into a certain fear of death

however here’s a gleaming shadow

I have postponed the coming

of my last day


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