Wednesday 31 July 2013

Ιδέες - Ideas






















































What do the empty nests of ideas mean
How expectancy flew over
and perched definitely on its reflection
in the unfaltering lake of the eyes
or how the ideas themselves
were empty from the beginning.

Behind our every move
a thread spreads out
When we desire, the thread stretches
becomes meaning
its end gets a bit heavier
as long as it does not break
and when we forget what we lusted
the thread is coiled
becomes a grave
the cenotaph of an idea.

Τhe thing is to see
the hand in the end of the thread
the one that fishes unexpressed
in the unfaltering lake of the eyes
the toss of an idea
and then peacefully folds
the struggle of a lifetime
around its dead body.

The thing is to see
and to recognise
the hand in the end of the thread.
It is neither yours
nor mine
but still perches in our handshake.

(Translated by: Panagiotis Xourafas
)

Vasilis Dokos






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