Gardens in the High Noon
The white body of the woman
was lit
from within
with such a bright light
that
I had to
take the lamp
and put it
on the floor
so that
the shadows
of our tender bodies
could be projected
on the wall
with a biblical religiosity
the lamp shone constantly
during the whole night,
the source of oil was inexhaustible,
the following day
and the next one
onto the floor
the rich piled
carpets
the beautiful fruit
the brightest flowers
with white and red
oleanders reigned everywhere
the atmosphere was symbolic,
from a yellow: a golden yellow.
Manolis Aligizakis 