Yannis Ritsos – Poems, Volume VI

Common System
To survive, he said, we should forget how to die.
We could forget without the should. Lots of keys
from houses not built yet were thrown on the chair.
The third house was full of colored masks and big
mirrors. The owl, made of sheet metal, was quietly
perched on the roof.

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