Friday, January 16, 2009

Clay: 2

Yannis Ritsos

Afterwards nothing.
The old man
pushes his wheelbarrow
full of lime
along the sea coast road.
He knows
the tree its repetitions
your story
and mine.
He looks at the ground.

Athens—January 15, 1978

from Clay (1980) [Collected Poems: IDelta ---pg 81]

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