Πέμπτη, 25 Αυγούστου 2011

Greece is ... poetry


Beneath the hoar-frost, body damply torpid,
the dove that's Athens shivers,
is enraptured, and awaits the distant sunrise
like a bride.
 

Kostas Karyotakis


 

 The ship! - it wipes out all our chances.
The Kuro Siwo crushed us under its heel,
but you're still watching, over the wheel,
how, point by point, the compass dances.
 

Nikos Kavadias
 


Where we finish, appears the sea. Sea. Sea. Sea.
Where we finish, appears the sea.
Speak! Say something, anything.
 

Kiki Dimoula
 


In the sea caves
for whole days I gazed into your eyes
and I didn't know you nor did you know me.
 

Giorgos Seferis
 


Oh God, you used so much blue
so that we cannot see you.



Odysseas Elytis