translated by Yannis Goumas

I’m looking for Argonauts sailing
on walnut shells
and when I eat them one by one
Colchis to glow inside me
and memory’s wild fleece

I’m looking for a courtyard to weigh on
my unruly head
with an iron gate
a stone wall
and the key twisted
and toothless

I’m looking for my twin sister
to swap lives
so no one will see me
when I leave from the skylight
to be tied to my black shadow.

     So Are the Birds, 2015