HOLY SATURDAY, 25 Poem by Odysseas Elytis

Odysseas Elytis

Odysseas Elytis

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HOLY SATURDAY, 25



ENTERING MY SLEEPLESSNESS last night
just briefly, for a moment, the little goddess
with the mauve ribbon smiled at me
from a lad she's always passed me secrets

Then she vanished floating off to the right
going to empty the bin with my waste
- the soul's cigarette-ends and poem-ends -
there where haughty and full of past youth
the sea simmers.

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