George Seferis – Collected Poems

Summer Solstice


The world wrapped in narcotic sheets

has nothing else to offer

but this finale. In the hot night

the withered priestess of Hecate

up on the terrace with her bare breasts

supplicates an artificial full-moon,

as two juvenile slave girls, yawning,

mix in a copper pot

aromatic potions.

Those who love perfumes will be happy tomorrow.

Her pathos and her make up

are those of the tragic-actress

their plaster has already peeled.

Yannis Ritsos – Poems, Volume III, Second Edition

A Simple Woman

She dressed green beans. Placed them in a casserole

to boil. She went out to the terrace for a while and gazed at

the deep blue sea absentmindedly; she had never paid

attention to it before. She untied her apron, placed it

on the railings. Going inside again she felt on her shoulders

the wide palms of summer that threw her down to the floor.

The light, the light, it whispered in her ear. Was the light

or summer talking to her now?

She raised her legs obediently. Next to her, in the kitchen

the beans were heard as they were boiling and her apron

fluttered out in the terrace like a small international flag.

Katerina Anghelaki Rooke, Selected Poems



The spider and my life

but an erotic summary

sorrow of the leaf

small organism of nothing.

In each of my corners

a trapped lion

a desperate ant

the light an extreme shadow

and I’m even grayer

than yesterday.

With childish Paradises

I sweeten time

till the day

one day

that I’ll get courage

in death.

Πήλινο ειδώλιο νεαρής γυμνής καθιστής γυναικείας μορφής


Το ειδώλιο προέρχεται από τάφο, που εντοπίστηκε στον συνοικισμό Ραμόνα Θεσσαλονίκης, στην περιοχή όπου εκτείνεται το δυτικό νεκροταφείο, μαζί με ειδώλιο Αφροδίτης σε κογχύλι και χορεύτριας. Χρονολογείται στον 1ο αι. π.Χ.

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