Tasos Livaditis – Poems, Volume II

OF COURSE, there was no semblance or other sign that

showed us it was him; only that familiarity with forbidden

things since he had always been fooled, and his cloths from

the second hand store was only suitable to shadows, and

let us not talk of resignation in a loud voice since

the frightened man could still be standing behind the clay

mask as abandonment finally becomes a familiar concept;

          yet I could see the preventive arm holding us at bay

so you could say: I went and sat at the last step, although

only him had walked where we could never get to know;

I occupied the least possible space, however with much

candour since even God had to start in a humble way

with a small city and almost mortal by now He couldn’t

had finished His works in eons.


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