BULLDOZER
A bulldozer, left in the middle of the road,
is rusting in the sunshine — all alone
among the daisies, nettles, the wild greenery.
Yet, they marched with flags and drums here,
farmers dug this road with their pickaxes.
This bulldozer that was meant to open the road
blocks it now. You don’t even hear the cicadas.
Or has it been left here as a barricade?
Mayanaam
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Manolis 