Two old women

Yannis Ritsos

Afterwards nothing.
The old man
pushes his wheelbarrow
full of lime
along the sea coast road.
He knows
the tree its repetitions
your story
and mine.
He looks at the ground.

from Clay (1980) [Collected Poems: IDelta ---pg 81]
(translated by Scott King)

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