Hera
The moment came when Hera ordered
to throw me into
the darkness of the uterus, moist, protecting,
cell by cell
molecule by molecule
the concept of division
to define concepts, images
yet undecipherable
I wasn’t bad in my crudeness
many-faceted
multi-layered
manifold
the expressionist
the hedonist
the self-absorbed
the life’s laughter that I was
meant to become
when the cosmic
compromise
started taking control
of my life
Manolis Aligizakis 