Steamed café windows
conceal disguised efforts
as old men surround
the burning brazier
recalling old stories
young men dream of
future girlfriends and
exploits in bushes or under
the watchful eye of moon
and a lone postman sighs
for the love letter
he never got
From Manolis’s ‘Vernal Equinox’
Mayanaam
vequinox
Manolis 