Saturday, 28 July 2012

Το Μάθημα - The Lesson

I saw him when I went to school
bloodless now, a coin, he was gone.
Around him bended Jews with the star.

Late when they beat him, I woke up,
my mother caressed me, he came
near me.I was full of desire
like a bird in a handful.

The one next to me in the classroom was writhing, 
their neighborhood did not sleep that night.
Others nearby, paler, coughed up blood. 

Meanwhile, we were just learning 
the verb of the day:
amo, amas, amat...

Giorgos Ioannou


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