Ordeal
And we lived away from Him as if we spent years
in the Purgatory, and like thoughts we wandered in
the solitude of painful moments and we divided time
in borrowed measurements, with our creative
thoughts we annulled death until our customs took
the form of loneliness and bird chirps awakened
strange yearnings in us which flew away like clouds.
The tree: a loner with which we commenced strange
discourse and with the bag we carried on our shoulders
and with the garment’s fluttering in the wind that
promised us a better future, while
He always stood up the front, His staff an emblem
of superiority and our legs kept moving us day and
night though we only stopped to marvel at
the cyclamen’s miracle
our joy being nothing but our ordeal.
https://www.lulu.com/account/projects/y26q9n https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0BKHW4B4S
Mr. Stratis Thalassinos Describes a Man II Child
When I started growing up the trees horrified me,
why do you smile? Did your mind go to spring
that is so rough for children?
I liked the green leaves a lot
I think I learned a little at school because
the blotting-paper on my desk was also green
the roots of the trees tormented me when
in the warmth of winter they would come
and coil around my body
I had no other dreams when I was a child
that’s how I came to know my body.
https://www.lulu.com/account/projects/ezvgyr https://www.amazon.com/dp/B096TTS37J
(Excerpt)
Incomparable game flying
you are but don’t you boast
come close, extend your hand,
help, become a labourer.
Match, listen, care and ask
lean down if you want to rise!
Your invincible victory comes
when you say, “firstly you submit!”
Prove that you’re the master
you dominate over your anger
your wish, your soul: become
a labourer, erase all of your
personal; place your engagement
ring among the people;
become one with the innumerable
piles of the great comradely
work. Listen to what the tree
tells you, before they cut it
to craft a boat; my eternal soul
lights inside my new body.
The wheat ears undulate serenely
as if they yearn for the last
unborn treasure: bread.
Air, earth, water, fire, of all
the human mind has tamed
nothing has escaped you and
you still hold in your darkness
the untouched and not humbled
and all the vampires of the abyss
and all the morning stars.
https://www.lulu.com/account/projects/gjgv4ee https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0D3LP7NW6
Ο εκδοτικός οίκος Libros Libertad αναλαμβάνει τη μετάφραση Νεο-Ελληνικής ποίησης στα αγγλικά κι έκδοση μέσω του Amazon/Kindle που διαθέτει το βιβλίο σε ψηφιακή μορφή και σε μορφή τυπωμένου βιβλίου στις εξής 14 χώρες: ΗΠΑ, Καναδάς, Βραζιλία, Μεξικό, Αγγλία, Ισπανία, Ιταλία, Γαλλιά, Γερμανία, Ολλανδία, Σουηδία, Πολωνία, Ινδία, Ιαπωνία, Αυστραλία.
Libros Libertad Publishing accepts contemporary Greek Poetry for translation and publishing through Amazon/Kindle who make the book available in 14 countries around the globe: USA, Canada, Mexico, Brazil, England, Spain, Italy, France, Germany, Netherlands, Sweden, Poland, India, Japan, and Australia.
Poem by Romos Fyliras
Inspiration
Nothing matters in the world but inspiration
alone it sings a lullaby to bitter pain
and rescues us from time’s relentless pace.
To see you, to take the beauties that you have
and melt them in my verse’s flowing stream,
to nourish them, to multiply, one grand idea
sprinkled with inspiration’s myrrh.
https://www.lulu.com/account/projects/vznd2p https://www.amazon.com/dp/1926763513
Manolis Aligizakis 