Method of Optimism
Vindictive, he always remembered the dark signs — this
he underlined,
he generalized them too, somewhat arbitrarily and at the same
time convincingly
a deep system and especially dark and perhaps foreseeable.
Everything was dark, almost black — furniture, faces, time,
windows. Yet his face remained sunlit, showing certain secret
happiness;
perhaps his privilege to discern in darkness, to discern darkness
and more so the four bronze bullets that showed at the far end,
on the big bed
where two handsome young men rest as if coupling.
Manolis Aligizakis 