Yannis Ritsos – Poems, Volume I

Posted: 27/03/2023 by vequinox in Literature

The Road

Even glory is a road – he says –

it is the breaking of the road and also the bridge

there where you lay the basket with the bread

the knife and napkin on the ledge

in an obvious spot and you hide

behind the wall late at dusk

waiting for the first passerby to eat his dinner

to look at his teeth to see his appetite to hear

the sound of crumbs falling off the cliff

as he wipes his lips (or your lips?)

with the reverse side of his palm with

no effort to unfold the white napkin



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