You’ll find grass, a sky and some dreaming

You’ll fit into that green poem
like it or not.
It’s warm in there.
You’ll find grass, a sky and some dreaming.
Besides, the poem is of glass
and you’ll be able to see out.
You must realize
why I insist so.
Unless you want to share my fate.
– And now that I’m talking to you
I’m nowhere –

Kondos Yannis poetry, MERCURIAL TIME, The Sceptre Press, Knotting, Bedfordshire, 1978.

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