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

POEM BY JOHN POLEMIS

MOTHERLAND

What is our motherland? Perhaps the plains

and snow-capped mountain peaks?
Is it perhaps the golden sun that shines upon her

or is it night’s innumerable bright stars?

Is it perhaps each of her shallow shores

and all her counties with their villages,

each landscape, every isle that distantly appears

on each one of her many seas?

Is it perhaps her ruined monuments,

the ancient temples crumbling in the sun,

yet decorated by her art’s immortal glory

that echoes everywhere you turn?

All these are our motherland. These and those

and what we have deep in our hearts

which unseen, like a sun ray, shines

and calls inside us: Let us march, my boys! 

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