Neo-Hellene Poets, an Anthology of Modern Greek Poetry, 1750-2018

Posted: 26/01/2023 by vequinox in Literature

Poem by Miltos Sachtouris


Since morning I’ve been gazing a better bird up high

since morning I’ve been enjoying a snake wrapped around my neck

broken cups on the carpet
purple flowers on the cheeks of the seer
when she lifts the skirt of Fate
something will sprout out of this joy
a new blossomless tree
or a pure young eyelid
or a beloved word
that wouldn’t kiss the lips of forgetfulness

bells chime out there
my imaginary friends wait for me out there
they’re lifting up and circling around a dawn
what tediousness, what tediousness
yellow dress — the embroidered eagle —
the green parrot — I close my eyes — it caws
always always always
the orchestra plays cheap tunes
what passionate eyes, what women
such love, such cry, such love;
love my friend, blood my friend
give me your hand, my friend, such cold

it was freezing
I no longer know the time they all died
and I remained with my amputee friend
and with the company of a bloodied twig


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