Tasos Livaditis-Poems, Volume II

Tasos Livaditis-Poems, Volume II
 
POEMS 1958-1964
 
ΕΡΩΤΑΣ
 
Όλη τη νύχτα πάλεψαν απεγνωσμένα να σωθούν απ’ τον
         εαυατό τους,
δαγκώθηκαν, στα νύχια τους μείναν κομμάτια δέρμα, γδαρ-
         θήκανε
σαν δυο ανυπεράσπιστοι εχθροί, σε μια στιγμή, αλλόφρονες,
         ματωμένοι, βγάλανε μια κραυγή
σα ναυαγοί, που λίγο πριν ξεψυχήσουν, θαρρούν πως βλέ-
         πουν φώτα, κάπου μακριά.
 
Κι όταν ξημέρωσε, τα σώματα τους σα δυο μεγάλα ψαρο-
         κόκκαλα
ξεβρασμένα στην όχθη ενός καινούργιου μάταιου πρωινού.
 
 
Eros
 
 
They battled it out all night long to save themselves
              from themselves
they bit each other, their nails retained pieces of skin;
              they scratched each other
like defenseless enemies; at one moment, as if crazy,
              they screamed like castaways
who, just before they drown, feel they see faraway
              lights.
 
When dawn came their bodies resembled two big
             fish bones
washed out on the shore of a new futile morning.

Yannis Ritsos-Poems, Selected Books, Volume II

YANNIS RITSOS-POEMS, Selected Books, Volume II
ΦΑΙΔΡΑ/PHAEDRA
 
(Απόσπασμα-Excerpt V)
 
 
 
Αλήθεια; Δεν έφερες. Θαρρώ
πως ποτέ δε σκοτώνεις ελάφια — τα ευνοούμενα ζώα της Θεάς σου. Οι πάντες
μιλούνε για την ευστοχία σου. Δεν είδα τίποτα. Καλά τα πουλιά και τα ελάφια,
αλλά γιατί μήτε το δέρας ενός λύκου ή λιονταριού να στρώνουμε μπροστά στις κλίνες το χειμώνα
τότε με τα μεγάλα κρύα που τα πάντα συστέλλονται, και μας χρειάζεται
η βεβαιότητα μιας κάποιας εξουσίας, ιδίως την ώρα που ξυπνάμε
και με τα πόδια ακόμη χλιαρά, μαλακωμένα απ’ τον ύπνο, δοκιμάζουμε αμφίβολα
να σταθούμε και πάλι στο χρόνο. Θα ’ταν όμορφα τότε αν πατούσαμε
στο στεγνό τρίχωμα ενός άγριου ζώου — σκοτωμένου απ’ το χέρι σου μάλιστα — κι ίσως
να μας ζέσταινε η αίσθηση εκείνη, τόσο σπάνια,
ενός ριψοκίνδυνου ιππέα που πηδάει μια τάφρο —
νικητές τάχατε κι εμείς μιας άγνωστης μάχης,
ορθοί μες στην αδάμαστή μας θέληση, όπως σου αρέσει να λες.


 
Is it true? You didn’t bring any. I think you don’t kill deer,
your goddess’ favourite animals. Everyone speaks of the accuracy
of your shots. I haven’t even seen it.  It’s good with the birds
and deer, but why you haven’t brought any wolf skin, or a lion’s
to spread in front of the bed in the winter, when with the extreme
cold everything contracts, and we need the certainty of authority,
especially when we get up and our feet are still warmish, softened
from sleep, and we try to stand in time again though questionably?
It would had been nice if we could step on the dry hair of a wild
animal — especially if it was killed by you — and perhaps that
rare feeling of a horse rider jumping over a moat would
warm us up, we also victors of an unknown battle, standing in
our indomitable will, as you like to say.
 

Bob Dylan, Lily, Rosemary and the Jack of Hearts / Η Λίλυ, η Ροσμαρή και ο Βαλές της Κούπας

To Koskino

The festival was over, the boys were all plannin’ for a fall
The cabaret was quiet except for the drillin’ in the wall
The curfew had been lifted and the gamblin’ wheel shut down
Anyone with any sense had already left town
He was standin’ in the doorway lookin’ like the Jack of Hearts

He moved across the mirrored room, “Set it up for everyone,” he said
Then everyone commenced to do what they were doin’ before he turned their heads
Then he walked up to a stranger and he asked him with a grin
“Could you kindly tell me, friend, what time the show begins?”
Then he moved into the corner, face down like the Jack of Hearts

Backstage the girls were playin’ five-card stud by the stairs
Lily had two queens, she was hopin’ for a third to match her pair
Outside the streets were fillin’ up, the…

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Daily Dose of Bhagwad Gita

Be Inspired..!!

Quotes on Gita :‘If one reads Bhagavad-Gita very sincerely and with all seriousness, then by the grace of the Lord the reactions of his past misdeeds will not act upon him’Lord Shiva to Parvatidevi, Gita-Mahatmya.

No other philosophical or religious work reveals ,in such a lucid and profound way, the nature of consciousness, the self, the universe and the Supreme. I will shall read (Youtube Link Attached) and write Gita verses from the book “Bhagvan-Gita As It Is” by Swami Prabhupada everyday.

Bhagavad Gita – Chapter 2- Verse 27

Chapter 2 – Contents of the Gita Summarised

Text 27 – One who has taken his birth is sure to die, and after death one is sure to take birth again. Therefore, in the unavoidable discharge of your duty, you should not lament.

Purport – One has to take birth according to one’s activities of life. And after finishing…

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