Book review, movie criticism

Tuesday, October 7, 2025

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Αυτό το ποίημα είπα να το αντιγράψω, να μη φωτογραφήσω τις σελίδες από το ημερολόγιο που έγραψα σαν φοιτητής. Ημερομηνία καταγραφής, 16-8-1972.

 

I banished the social and claimed the lonely

The other had been so far my limit

It was not often that I transgressed the borders

It was accidental, to exorcise a temporary boredom

 

That didn’t last long. The Other came

Frighteningly pouncing over my loneliness

The little transgressions became a habit

My thought kept running after that Other

 

In vain; I lost my blondie pigeon

My peaceful mind became so turbulent

My principles altered; How can I be the same?

 

I can nevermore taste that spiritual freedom

Nor can I ever feel happiness or joy

With my self-sufficiency for ever destroyed.


the man with the lost identity

 

Τώρα που το αντέγραψα το βλέπω. Είναι στη φόρμα του σονέτου, δυο τετράστιχες και δυο τρίστιχες στροφές.

 

 

 

 

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