Sahtouris Miltos poetry

'' THE POET ''
When they find me on the cross of my death
the sky around will have reddened far beyond
there’ll be a suspicion of sea
and, from above, in a now terrifying darkness
a white bird will recite my songs.
Translation: 1997-1999, David Connoly

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