A talking woman...

..with talking hands
and mute legs.
I do not speak
just listening to the noise of silence
thousands of words
just watching a plan sequence
of a unique world

Yannis Ritsos
Moonlight sonata

..I know that each one of us travels to love alone,
alone to faith and to death.
I know it. I’ve tried it. It doesn’t help.
Let me come with you ...

The translation by Peter Green and Beverly Bardsley in The Fourth Dimension (London: Anvil Press Poetry, 1993)

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