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.

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ένα έτσι, μαστούρα άδεια σαν συρμός

(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.

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Ολυμπιακοί Αγώνες και Αρχαίοι Μακεδόνες: Όταν οι Μοίρες στεφάνωσαν με κότινο τον Μεγαλέξανδρο

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Εὐ­θύ­μιος Λέν­τζας: Στὶς τρεῖς τὸ με­ση­μέ­ρι

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.   

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Νίκος Σφαμένος, ποίημα

In the Dark

The lamp-lighter passed with his ladder late in the evening,

he lighted the lamps of the island as if he opened holes

         in the darkness,

as if he dug deep yellow water wells. In the wells, standing,

drowned, and coppery-green, the lampposts rock back and forth.

A crucifix gleamed on the belltower of Santa Pelagia; a dog

barked behind the stable; a second one in the Customs office.

The restaurant sign dripped blood, the man with his naked chest

held a big red knife; the woman with uncombed hair

was beating the egg whites in a bowl.

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Miracle

During the second month of the adventure the hour

of our hunger had arrived and we decided to become

an edifice of pious men, innocent supplicants stitched

on the faded wall of ignorance when with a sudden

gleam, as in a rapture, we opened the lid of Aeolus’

bag and let all hell loose: our saints and sins scattered

to the four corners of the galaxy, dumbness and treachery

and moral bankruptcy.

Suddenly I remembered my Uncle Anthony with

his wrinkles and the unblemished smile and it were

as if another rose bloomed in my magical garden.

We evoked our unchained freedom, we broke doors,

fragments of the broken pitcher we gathered, in awe

and reverence we glued a new beginning, the first

miracle, on our faces

and it was good.

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