A Dog in the Night

During a strange, orange and rosy dusk, it stopped in front

of the locked house; a joyous group of people got off

a car in front of the fence-wall.

The eyes of the blonde young man looked like the eyes

of his Lord.

                   It stopped.

The young men looked at it.

                                           It wagged its tail. It stopped.

The young girls pet it.

                                       It guessed. It stopped.

They tied its tails on a bucket. It stopped.

Then it run away hearing behind it the sound of the bucket

              dragging on the cobblestones

not at all an angry dog, not sad

with that happiness of punishment for its first betrayal.

That clangour, in all its truthfulness, would inform its master

and perhaps it would find him one day. It was its choice.

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Affirmation

I dive deep where only light reigns

roots of my ancestors and

the pieta of cyclamens I meet

in search for a beacon;

the beacon, when on the love for all

enameled images I stumble.

Δομήνικος Θεοτοκόπουλος, Κρης, εποίει*

A man, how did he see man?

A man, a giant, how did he see man?

Δομήνικος Θεοτοκόπουλος, Κρης, εποίει*

A humble affirmation

of lineage, parents, siblings,

of where a person comes from,

of where such a soul originates.

Reminder of where a woman’s womb

nurtured another splendorous sun

another man

where a woman’s womb graced life

with the spirit of the Eternal.

Δομήνικος Θεοτοκόπουλος, Κρης, εποίει*

*Created by the Cretan Dominikos Theotokopoulos

My quest I underscore for the one

I crave to uphold, once again.

A simple pronouncement of

where a man comes from until

the latter moons when all universe

prides to call Him her son

latter sunlit days when the roots

reflect on the membrane of man’s

thought and the lining of man’s

greed claims the remains as

a moonless night encodes

where this man comes from.

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