Charioteer
You took the main road that dashes down
from the dark thighs of Delphi
like the arrow’s lissome quiver
symmetrical
to their questionable stature
you vibrated its unruffled gravel-road
with polemic sandals and the waterfall thunder
you held tight in your hands the reigns of the sea
and a reddish coppery gleam.
Arriving
you talked about the serenity of the god
who suckles the nipple of a star.
Manolis Aligizakis 