Wheat Ears, Selected Poems

Posted: 28/04/2024 by vequinox in Literature

Revolt

With revolt under my arm

and my mind’s unique freedom

not the half way of the books

with my heart filled with pathos

I observe pieces of myself

completing a circle like

the serpent on the Assyrian

temple’s façade biting its tale

unique puzzle defining endlessness,

and I walk your way as I hear

call from the forest where

nymphs dance to Druid songs

and Maenads don’t hate Orpheus

where a new rhythm comes forth

an idyllic dream hanging

from the nature’s virginal breast

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Πέννυ Μηλιά, Χρυσόμυγα

Posted: 28/04/2024 by vequinox in Literature