WAITING FOR MY SON
At the beginning of the season you must know
I am waiting for you
and I entrust you with an area
next to which
there will be an orchard of Jonathan apples.
For three days after your birth
it won’t rain
in order the grandparents
can give their great souls to their descendant…
I’ll leave you long distances
until you elope with your girlfriend
to a small island,
only the two of you to play around on a golden beach.
I will be far away
and the words I leave behind
you should abandon there among the pine trees in
the snow
Manolis Aligizakis 