Nuance
Behind unfurled flags
and the horizon wall we searched
by borders and crests
deciphering lost codes
plumbed caverns just below
the sideburns of the fat general
beyond prison barbwire fences
and straitjacket ideals
we took arms for an image
but didn’t find one god
the general polished his stars
pronouncing God extinct
and people reveled in the square
foreseeing his verdict
Manolis Aligizakis 