Πομπηία—Θάνατος κι έρωτας//Pompey—Death and Love

Posted: 30/12/2015 by vequinox in Literature

Manolis

Akropolh_Ellada!Pompey—Death and Love

 To call it punishment? To call it repayment?— It was death.

The two charred bodies in their glass boxes,

petrified ash—we didn’t get scared at all. Outside, in the street

a child collected stones from Pompey in his light blue bucket,

the guards—one, an old man, his eyes sparkling under his

blue cap looking toward the pretty tourist girls, the other

young, with a pitch black mustache, touched the mural, with his

pointer, exactly on top of the naked woman’s belly button

as if showing to us the center of earth. (And of course

love more powerful than death).

We came out through

the second archway, inside the glorious gold-purple sundown

holding tight in our fingers the admission ticket, like we held tight

an obscene erotic note  although we wanted to announce it to

the whole world.

Pompey,17-9-78

Yannis Ritsos ~The World is One”

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