In memory of my brothers
Dinos, Mimis, and Alex
And since my finances went from bad to worse I started
to become inventive: for one I went down to the basement
where we had an old out of order clock; I turned it on
at the most critical hour and I waited; and, let the Lord’s
name be blessed, I never failed, when, proud I walked to
the restaurant where the steam from the casseroles filled me
with religious thoughts; poor people crowed the place:
drunkards with flatten hats, words repeated thousands
of times like the seasons, until, finally, drunk, I followed
one of my dead. Thus I always found my way to the house.
Manolis Aligizakis 