Φως στην άβυσσο
Όσο και όπως
ποτέ δε μ’αγάπησε
μάνα καμιά.
Ζητώ απ’εσένα
Έρωτα: Να καλύψεις
αβύσσου κενά.
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Όσο και όπως
ποτέ δε μ’αγάπησε
μάνα καμιά.
Ζητώ απ’εσένα
Έρωτα: Να καλύψεις
αβύσσου κενά.
Αιτούμαι κρυφά! Συνεχίστε την ανάγνωση
Am Vertical
But I would rather be horizontal.
I am not a tree with my root in the soil
Sucking up minerals and motherly love
So that each March I may gleam into leaf,
Nor am I the beauty of a garden bed
Attracting my share of Ahs and spectacularly painted,
Unknowing I must soon unpetal.
Compared with me, a tree is immortal
And a flower-head not tall, but more startling,
And I want the one’s longevity and the other’s daring.
Tonight, in the infinitesimal light of the stars,
The trees and flowers have been strewing their cool odors.
I walk among them, but none of them are noticing.
Sometimes I think that when I am sleeping
I must most perfectly resemble them–
Thoughts gone dim.
It is more natural to me, lying down.
Then the sky and I are in open conversation,
And I shall be useful when I lie down finally:
The trees may touch me for once, and the flowers have time for me.
Είμαι καθέτως
Αλλά θα προτιμούσα να ’μαι οριζοντίως.
Δεν είμαι δέντρο με τη ρίζα μου στη γη
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