Postings of poems by the Greek poet Yannis Ritsos in English translation. This blog, launched in 2009 to celebrate the 100th anniversary of the poet's birth, continues now after a two year break. All translations (and mistranslations) are by Scott King unless otherwise noted.
"perhaps the shattering of the poem will create the poem..." —Yannis Ritsos, from Hints (1970)
Saturday, January 17, 2009
The only thing deserved wasn’t spoken. We threw plates pistols shoes coins into the water— they sank to the bottom. And the bottom shined.
Athens—January 16, 1978
from Clay (1980) [Collected Poems: IDelta ---pg 83]