Cricket
When his steps bring him
to the roofless family home
an orphan eye
under the wrath of the stars
dual passage of ruins between
the expectations and the foliage
of the night
with unfurled sails
passage into the long silence
late passenger who forgot to leave
betrayed echo of crickets-forefathers
shaking time
he returns oaring
boatman of the loss
he flows on top of the birthing wave
toward where no one waits for him
the cradle into which he was born alone.
Manolis Aligizakis 