how i find heaven

Friday, December 11, 2009

Morning


Yannis Ritsos
translated from the Greek by Nikos Stangos

She opened the shutters. She hung the sheets over the sill.
She saw the sky.
A bird looked at her straight in the eyes. "I am alone," she whispered.
"I am alive." She entered the room. The mirror too is a window.
If I jump from it I will fall into my arms.

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