Swamped

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“But he claims you assured him the hole is good. The market is telling
him something else.”
“It is a good hole, Eteo. Why do you doubt it?”
Eteo had to pause for a moment to find smoother words than the
first ones that came to mind.
“Look, Richard. If they really had a good hole, they wouldn’t
make a cash call now. They would release the news that their hole
was good. Simple as that. Asking for more money so fast, I have to
tell you, Richard, it’s not a good sign. I don’t like it, and neither does
Bernard.”
“Don’t be so pessimistic, Eteo. We have a good hole, you’ll see.”
“I hope so Richard, I hope so. But looking at the market, if it
thought the hole was good, there would have been lots of buying orders
from the drillers themselves, you know that. We would have seen
them by now. I’m afraid your guy has got nothing and just wants to
milk the partners for as long as he can.”
Eteo paused and took a deep breath. Richard was silent too. Finally,
all he could say was, “It will be a good hole, you’ll see.”
“You know,” Eteo warned, “Bernard could be a bad partner if he
found out that anything was kept from him.”
“Why? What did he say to you?” Richard asked, sounding
alarmed now.
“I’m just advising, Richard, that Bernard could be a very negative
factor in the market if he felt cheated. He could try to undermine you
just for the principle of it. I know him.”
“Come on, Eteo. There aren’t any principles in this market, and
you know it. If my market picks up, he’ll make money on it too. Why
would he undermine me.”
“Then the question arises, how will you move your market with
a bad drill hole?”
“Don’t say that, Eteo. I have a good drill hole. You’ll see when the
news is out.”
“I hope so for your sake, Richard”
“Are you trying to warn me about something more specific, Eteo?
Is there something you’re not telling me?”

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Neo-Hellene Poets, an Anthology of Modern Greek Poetry

LAZINESS
I do not care to work today
for laziness has defeated me again
and I sit upon my mattress
and feel my body’s heaviness
as if the whole wide earth
cannot contain me
nor ever can the sky.
I perceive the good as evil
and glance down once
and then towards the sky.
Despite this stupid world I live in,
I wish I could just once
live fully and never die.

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Yannis Ritsos – Poems, Volume II

Suspicion
Therefore, you have to get used to it, he was saying,
to always find new excuses
not to deny anything. Your denial
would be, first of all, denial of yourself,
and they’re very careful with your mistakes.
They even suspect your approval
and your enthusiasm or your serenity.
Then, what could we do? He asked, ah, yes,
to occupy the least possible space. Then, again,
they see our moderation as secrecy,
they find some conspiracy in the afternoon reverie,
when you smile to a star that believes in you
when you stand firm behind a certain memory or
this chair, where love was sitting moments ago,
and you caress the back of the chair. What could
we do, he said, and hid his whole face behind
the newspaper.

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Red in Black

Labyrinth
The air smelled of spring
in the flowery thicket
I sauntered
and your image came to my mind
undulating soft bed-sheet
followed the curves of your body
when suddenly the wind perked up
and the sheet was lifted up
revealing Eros spread on your skin
and between your legs
where the summer heat
doubled the heat of your body
turning it into conflagration
image that took my mind captive
into the labyrinth of lust
where I enter firm
and always come out pale

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