A poem by Giorgos Seferis(1900-1971,nobel prized Greek poet) O dark shivering in the roots and the leaves! Come forth sleepless form in the gathering silence raise your head from your cupped hands so that your will be done and you tell me again the words that touched and merged with the blood like an embrace; and let your desire, deep like the shade of a walnut tree, bend and flood us with your lavish hair from the down of the kiss to the leaves of the heart. You lowered your eyes and you had the smile that masters of another time humbly painted. Forgotten reading from an ancient gospel, your words breathed and your voice was gentle: ‘The passing of time is soft and unworldly and pain floats lightly in my soul dawn breaks in the heavens, the dream remains afloat and its as if scented shrubs were passing. ‘With my eyes startling, with my bodys blush a flock of doves awakens and descends their low, circling flight entangles me the stars are a human touch on my breast. ‘I hear, as in a sea shell, the distant adverse and confused lament of the world but these are moments only, they disappear, and the two-branched thought of my desire reigns alone. ‘It seemed Id risen naked in a vanished recollection when you came, strange and familiar, my beloved to grant me, bending, the boundless deliverance I was seeking from the winds quick sistrum. . . The broken sunset declined and was gone and it seemed a delusion to ask for the gifts of the sky. You lowered your eyes. The moons thorn blossomed and you became afraid of the mountains shadows. . . . In the mirror how our love diminishes in sleep the dreams, school of oblivion in the depths of time, how the heart contracts and vanishes in the rocking of a foreign embrace (Giorgos Seferis)
Posted on: Tue, 23 Dec 2014 21:07:23 +0000
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