Look at me, please.


  Haris Vlavianos poetry

O Athena, let others chronicle your times.
The seas of Memnon
and rocks of Scythia
leave me cold.
Let Homer sing of Ilium
and of Ulysses' epic feats.
The sigh of a dove
will always be superior
to the goose's screeching.
I seek a crown to crush the body.
This is the glory I wish, no other.

My love is naked
and wants her beauty naked.

                   translated by David Connolly   visit the link           

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