Tasos Livaditis – Poems, Volume II

Posted: 17/03/2023 by vequinox in Literature


Short Rhapsody

      It was a small old station when the murder

took place; the killer was late, struggling with

the autumnal difficulties when suddenly the whore

of the lucky ones, the moon appeared

      where the forgotten people, women with ominous

dates, escapees from old days spent their nights or

just avoided the pity or the reign of keys or the104

enigmas of themselves which they hastily chose or

the child who prostituted himself just to be able

to chirp (and now all suburbs listen to him)

       when, however, they sighed the soldiers had seeds

and a good annual crop, the crazy people a ticket

for the whole trip or the heavens opened for the poor

words heard in the hallway or in the outside festivities

      like the mother’s movement when she corrected

the pleats of her dress or like the old rhapsodists

who put aside their long beards

       so Troy could be vaguely seen.


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