From ‘Third Series.’ – poem

From ‘Third Series.’ – poem – excerpt

Yannis Ritsos

From Third Series

5. What is the turtle thinking about

locked up in her house

when it rains?

28. The smells from the neighbor’s kitchen.

The bachelor alone at the window.

Oh, if only a flute could be heard.

57. To you I leave my clothes,

my poems, my shoes.

Wear them on Sunday.

63. The noon gets hotter

from the chippings of the marblecutters

and the white.

68. Ladder, runner, bicycle, moon –

on a word the poem sits

and dreams in the distance.

94. Tranquil falls the shadow of the night.

On the sea of Samos a star is lit.

The quinces shine. Remember me.

COPYRIGHT 1993 Fairleigh Dickinson University

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