The quiet middays of summer in western neighborhoods of Athens VII

Yannis Ritsos
''Midday summer dream 13''
WE WILL use the globe, the one the teacher uses to teach geography, as a ball and roll it through the green countryside in the chamomile.
At night we climbed to the village cemetery and secretly looked for skulls, filling them with grasses and flowers
In the empty eye sockets we placed two roses.
Now everything is bright and colorful.
Even if it wasn't summer according to the calendar, we knew it would soon be here. 

from Midday Summer Dream (1938) [Collected Poems: Alpha ---pg 347]

 Yannis Ritsos
''Midday summer dream 12''

THE WORLD is filled with flowers and birds.
Their light-hearted voices ring through the countryside.
Bells on the necks of donkeys.
Bells on the ears of the sun.
Bells on the points of leaves.
Bells on the braided hair of girls.
All dance in the light and ring.
Grandfather comes out into the sunshine and weaves out of green branches small baskets used to gather berries and pigeon eggs.

from Midday Summer Dream (1938) [Collected Poems: Alpha ---pg 346-347]
(translated by Scott King) http://yannisritsos.blogspot.gr/2008_09_01_archive.html