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Honouring the Limitless Ocean

Explore #18 - 17.07.2009 & Explore Front Page

We didn’t know them

deep down it was hope that said

we’d known them since early childhood.

We saw them perhaps twice and then they took to the ships:

cargoes of coal, cargoes of grain, and our friends

lost beyond the ocean forever.

Dawn finds us beside the tired lamp

drawing on paper, awkwardly, painfully,

ships mermaids or sea shells;

at dusk we go down to the river

because it shows us the way to the sea;

and we spend the nights in cellars that smell of tar.


Our friends have left us

perhaps we never saw them, perhaps

we met them when sleep

still brought us close to the breathing wave

perhaps we search for them because we search for the other life,

beyond the statues.


From Mythistorema by George Seferis


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