SMILE
Although she never learned of it she cried
perhaps because she had to cry
perhaps because misfortune always comes.
Tonight the dusk is just a dream
enchanted the ravine remains
the rain stopped and the tired girl
lied onto the moist clover field
her parted lips two cherries
this way as deeply she breaths
her breasts ascent and descent
as if the most crisp April rose.
Sun rays flash through the clouds
and hide in her eyes, the lemon tree
drips moist onto her body
two diamonds stop onto her cheeks
you think she may be crying
as she smiles to the faraway sun.
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BORREAS*
The nails of this pianist
reach the floor
only borreas knows his name
he doesn’t play the piano anymore
he doesn’t eat
doesn’t sleep
he’s a king
Down in the basement the carpenter
nails some planks
and voila, the piano is heard again
the carpenter’s daughter is very pretty
in the shade of the great frozen sun
she washes the tiles of borreas
only the one who knows
how to love
the true poets
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(excerpt)
Upon entering Anton let his eyes travel around the space of the office which was as austere as Father Nicolas’ which he visited yesterday. Only this office had a bigger size crucifix mounted on the wall behind Father Jerome’s desk and the same sign Looking Unto Jesus was here too; Anton thought this must had been the Residential School logo; he also noticed that the big wheel of the facility, father Jerome, looked like a man of forty five and his appeal was nothing less than imposing as most other things in this school. He was sitting behind his desk and a few other persons were also in the office. Gladys did the introductions. Father Jerome was the head master of the School, Sister Helen, geography teacher, Mary, administrative assistant, father Thomas the PE and gymnastics teacher, Father Peter, socials physics teacher, Father John, math teacher, Sister Naomi socials teacher and responsible for the dancing class, and Sister Anna, who was sitting in one of the chairs in front of Father Jerome’s desk; she was an older woman and a music teacher responsible for the school choir too; they all greeted Anton and wished him well in his new job.
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Match
Give me a match
he cried
just one match is needed
to light my fiery mind and
walking to the pulpit
he crossed himself before
taking communion
priest’s eyes rolled around
the congregation as if saying
this man doesn’t belong here
this man is not allowed
to stand before the icons
with a match in his hand and
in his other holding tight
the fuse of the dynamite
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Manolis Aligizakis 