Mr Stratis Thalassinos Describes a Man
But what happened to this man?
All afternoon (yesterday and day before yesterday and today)
he’s been sitting with eyes fixated on the flame
he stumbled on me in the night as he descended the stairs
and said to me:
‘The body dies the water clouds the soul
and the wind forgets, always forgets
but the flame never changes.’
He even said to me:
‘You know I love a woman who is gone perhaps
to the underworld this isn’t the reason that I am so destitute
I try to hang onto this flame
because it never changes.’
He then narrated the story of his life.