
Poem by Kiki Dimoula
PREPARATION
We wore the starry sky in our eyes
we embroidered the night
with hopeful flares
and we provided ourselves with consistency
we annulled our precaution
with the point of absolute
and we smuggled our silence
with the caique of the ephemeral
we set up the table of the unexpected
with two glasses, we made offerings to the possibility
and lighting the candle of sensitivity
next to our hearts
we read the lyrical telegram, which like all others
was full of truce or even peace,
and was brought by an enraptured and floodlit moment
and was coordinated by our destiny
that ties us together with dignified tutelage