LONG LISTED FOR THE 2023 GRIFFIN POETRY AWARDS
Precaution
Until finally one morning you wake up and surprised
you discover you are someone else, “strange”, you think
“how can that be” but in a while you panic, you dress quickly
and run to the police station, “they want to replace me” you say,
they look at you indifferently, “at least can I have a new ID card?”
you beg,
and later as you walk in the street and light rain starts, you
think that that’s the reason why the Lord’s birds have wings:
to cover their heads under them when they go to sleep at night.
Manolis Aligizakis 