Yannis Ritsos-Poems, Selected Books, Volume III

Posted: 19/07/2021 by vequinox in Literature

Yannis Ritsos-Poems, Selected Books, Volume III

Exile Diaries

17 Νοεμβρίου

Ανάψαμε φωτιά με κάτι ξερόκλαδα,

ζεστάναμε νερό, πλυθήκαμε ολόγυμνοι

έξω στον αέρα. Φυσούσε. Κρυώναμε. Γελούσαμε.

Δεν ήταν ίσως απ’ το κρύο. Αργότερα

απόμεινε μια πίκρα. Σίγουρα οι γάτες μου

έξω απ’ το κλειδωμ΄’ενο σπίτι, θ’ ανεβαίνουν στα παράθυρα,

θα ξύνουν τα παντζούρια. Και να μη μπορείς

να τους γράψεις δυο λόγια, να τους εξηγήσεις,

να μη νομίζουν πως τις ξέχασες. Να μη μπορείς.

17th of November

We started a fire using some dry twigs; boiled

some water; we washed ourselves, naked, outside

in the open. The wind was blowing. We were cold.

We were laughing, perhaps not from being cold.

Only bitterness was left at the end. My cats, outside

the locked house, would certainly climb up the window

to scratch the shutters. And you can’t write anything

to them, to explain, so they don’t think you forgot

of them. You can’t.

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