…I said,
together they fight
the common enemy called hunger,
the endless source of need
for equilibrium
the unhealed wound or
the bleeding scar
of the twentieth century
as always and
I said,
together they define
the meaningful schemata
of the swallow’s flight path
that slices the wind
caressing it with a winged shadow
together they formulate
the essence of the unexpected
soft pain and sweetness
together they constitute
the final, greatest monad.
Manolis Aligizakis 