Δευτέρα 31 Μαΐου 2021

 











 some memories never                     

leave your bones. like                    

salt in the sea; they                       

become part of  you.                      


- and you carry them                      








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Σάββατο 29 Μαΐου 2021











 

"...The Twilight spoke the Spyre,

So soft upon the Scene,

The Act of evening fell

We felt how neighborly a Thing

Was the invisible."


Emily Dickinson










Παρασκευή 14 Μαΐου 2021
















LOVE AFTER LOVE 


The time will come
when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other’s welcome,
and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life. 


by Derek Walcott










Δευτέρα 10 Μαΐου 2021

Παρασκευή 7 Μαΐου 2021