At the Museum
He slipped inside the steel armory
at the corner of the Museum
to fight perhaps or
just to hide?
Time passed.
The guard clinks his keys.
He locks.
Would at least the statues agree?
Yannis Ritsos – Poems, Volume III
At the Museum
He slipped inside the steel armory
at the corner of the Museum
to fight perhaps or
just to hide?
Time passed.
The guard clinks his keys.
He locks.
Would at least the statues agree?
Manolis 