Archipelago
Under icy archipelago, krill
dance en masse like a curtain pleat
to the chorus of arctic
current searching for
direction and they mingle
and they grow just enough
to stay trapped inside
the baleen of leviathan
with teary eyes, with big
a heart keeping ahead of the
ocean in undulating breath
and inhospitable depth as
harsh temperature of winter
interlocks with short summer
sunlight in meshing perfection
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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.
Outcrops
Grasses sway from
left to right and semi-circle the
breeze demanding direction
beaver in the pond builds
a home with his young family
mate already perusing
foundations for the watery base
with rocky outcrop, steadying air
tree branches hold sunlight
perhaps a nuthatch will
appear out from the canopy
of orange hue to commence
and direct his symphony
under the auspices of spruce boughs
and reddish alder leaves dancing
Manolis Aligizakis 