Declaration
Undefined faces, lighted by the reflection of the big
mirror.
The doorbell was heard. No one moved. The sound,
through the window, went out in the night, met
the person who had rung the bell. Then, he, serene
as if he had completed his mission, walked to
the entrance where he stood,
cut a flower, put it in his bosom. “Lucky, he said, lucky
that they didn’t open”. And truly, no one had looked
for him nor anyone had sent him there, neither had he declared
anything; only
that deep ringing for each of them separately and for him
as well.
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Manolis Aligizakis 