Path to the Obvious
A piece of chalk slowly writes something on the blackboard
from dusk to the next dawn
the same sentence; unfortunately
twenty years in school and still uneducated,
who can read the world book syllable by syllable
image after image
aromatic sounds
lighted inscriptions in the contour of darkness
dark inscriptions on the placenta of light
fate has provided us with bad teachers
with compasses, rulers, protractors
and oh men of Athens, you know
the path to the obvious
is spread by the eyeglasses of logic. You know
what happens to the uneducated,
shoeless man.
Manolis Aligizakis 