LONG LISTED FOR THE GRIFFIN POETRY AWARDS 2023
Goodnight
Finally, I always dared the temptation of not being
surprised; I read useless geography books in the attic
or for a small reward I helped the local notary
turn to his other side and other times I’d whistle
lethally or I’d sit on a chair for so long that you could
say a crime was, finally, solved
and if I hadn’t lived stupidly I would had been just
three years old with unpaid milk, which sounded
normal under today’s difficult circumstances;
in fact a lamp is more compassionate than
the whole sky and a ghost more accessible than
the old cricket or a goodnight more historic than
most of historic documents and I don’t give
a damn if others live better.
Goodnight.
Manolis 