OCEAN’S MARCH (Excerpt VII)
Venerable heart
unsuspecting childish heart
who never refuses
We were stretching our arms
to gather star flowers
to gather the stars of our pulse
replying to the sea voices
to hold onto Beauty’s dress
traveling toward infinity
through the path designed on the pelagos
by the immense summer moon
At noon we wrestled naked on the sand
with the wet bodies of twelve-year-olds
more for embracing than for the win
more for the wresting than the win
only for the victory
Salty hair
sunburned thighs
waves splashing on a kiss
the sea just further than a spasm
Manolis Aligizakis 