George Seferis – Collected Poems

Posted: 28/03/2023 by vequinox in Literature



The sea; how did the sea get turned like this?

I stayed for many years in the mountains;

the fireflies blinded me.

Now, on this seashore I wait

for a man to come

for a driftwood, a raft.

But how can the sea fester?

A dolphin once cut it in two

as also did once

the tip of a seagull’s wing.

Yet the waves were sweet

whenever as a child I plunged in

and swam and again when I was a young man

searching for shapes in the pebbles

looking for rhythms

and the Old Sea-Man talked to me:

‘I am your homeland

perhaps I am not anybody

but I can become the one you want.’


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