Thermi cemetery

Paper' s memory
2009

translated by Yannis Goumas

 

A mass of corpses

Light on the marbles

turns to itself

and then back towards the marbles

In this cemetery

you don’t talk to your dear

dead

not even to yourself;

you don’t even maunder about

You are half-visible hanging in the air

 

between

marble and light

 

      Paper ‘s memory (2009)
 

 

 

 

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