Delphi
The three stony Korai floating, high up
Kleovis and Biton stand as if to start and finish,
the victorious Agias thoughtful in his victory
and handsome in his sensuality. “These are left,” he said,
“for us who are still here”, he added. Stones,
serene stones of love
phalluses made of marble waiting. Should we remember,
or should we forget? Can we forget?
We should sit on a rock, and endure,
endure again, breathing in joyously
the smoke from the shooting of the dead.
Manolis Aligizakis 