Yannis Ritsos
Mutual forgetfulness
he and death
after the rain
the women went out
to gather snails
they cooked them
for their supper
through the sky light
a yellow cloud entered
I didn't say a word.
from The Shadows of Birds (1980) [Collected Poems: IDelta ---pg 349-353]
(translated by Scott King)
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