Moon
Moon moon The moon
yellow round glass in the middle of spring night Behind it
faces of the night shadows gather
and see you – you don’t see them They own you
Here are all the unknowns: unknown pacified
in the silent admission that they shall not be known
calm silent and pale as if known and left behind
Childish
In the little harbor the sea copies
the leaves and the clouds and birds
beautifully carefully and like calligraphy –
from time to time the wind hastily underlines her
mistakes with some thick light blue lines
But the one who writes all day long staring at the sea
Makes no mistakes – my embittered serenity –
and speechless he always yearns for love
to underline his heart – the only mistake
Manolis Aligizakis 