Continuance
I often think that fulfillment is a technique the gods
use to keep us away and if I saved myself from catastrophe
it was because of my exhaustion; thus, at the critical moment
when everyone was leaving the house, carrying all their
belongings, I retained only a distant point, since, truly,
who’s leaving while you’ve been standing in front of
the unpassable since the first day?
And death had entered since the first day the house
was built and later the dead were the eternally hidden
who appeared for a few hours; the children however had
another friend so we thought they were talking to themselves
and when evening came they took their icons to bed, what
they couldn’t ever experience and each morning they were
always absentminded and sleepy as if they wanted to
continue something?
Hellenic Canadian Literature 