Two figures

Seferis George poetry
One more well inside a cave
At other times it was easy for us to draw up idols and
to please some friends who were still loyal to us
The ropes have broken only the grooves on the
well’s lip
remind us of our past happiness
the fingers on the well’s lip as the poet put it
The fingers feel the coolness of the stone a little
that the body’s heat prevails over
and the cave gambles its soul and loses it
every moment filled by silence without a drop of water

 The above poem is selected and translated in English by Manolis for his 2012 collection titled “George Seferis – Collected Poems”

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