entering into the light

Elytis poetry
''Calendar of an Invisible April''

LATE MIDNIGHT my room is moving in the
neighborhood shining like an emerald.
Someone searches it, but truth eludes him
constantly. How to imagine that it is
placed lower
Much lower
That death too, has its own Red sea.

('Translation from Greek: Marios Dikaiakos)

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