Yannis Ritsos – Poems, Volume III, Second Edition


The reflection of dusk slowed over the seashore;

a dark boat, the silent fisherman, two cats of the café;

the shadow that takes the place of things; a Thursday,

a Friday, loneliness;

Saturday is defined by the same repetition.

The anchor fell at the edge of the quay noiselessly

and with a wide gesture as if to stop the stopped.

The reflection of the sea flashed for the last

time on the ring of the old woman.


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