Yannis Ritsos – Poems, Volume III

17

Bad Imitation

Broken chords

not from winding but

from unwinding.

The guitar on the bed

the glass under the bed

with the shoes.

One is locked inside the wall

the other in the chest

the third one in the coffin.

I can’t take it anymore, he said.

He brought his finger to his eyes

to mimic Oedipus’ movement

not the last one

the one before last.

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