Poetry's visit

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POETRY
And it was at that age...Poetry arrived
in search of me. I don't know, I don't know where
it came from, from winter or a river.
I don't know how or when,
no, they were not voices, they were not
words, nor silence,
but from a street I was summoned,
from the branches of night,
abruptly from the others,
among violent fires
or returning alone,
there I was without a face
and it touched me.

I did not know what to say, my mouth
had no way
with names
my eyes were blind,
and something started in my soul,
fever or forgotten wings,
and I made my own way,
deciphering
that fire
and I wrote the first faint line,
faint, without substance, pure
nonsense,
pure wisdom
of someone who knows nothing,
and suddenly I saw
the heavens
unfastened
and open,
planets,
palpitating planations,
shadow perforated,
riddled
with arrows, fire and flowers,
the winding night, the universe.

And I, infinitesmal being,
drunk with the great starry
void,
likeness, image of
mystery,
I felt myself a pure part
of the abyss,
I wheeled with the stars,
my heart broke free on the open sky.



Τελικά αυτό δεν συμβαίνει;
Η Ποίηση είναι αυτή που επισκέπτεται τον ποιητή…
Κι ο ποιητής γίνεται απλώς όργανό της, φωνή και γραφίδα της…

« Last Edit: 29 Oct, 2006, 22:36:53 by wings »


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Τελικά αυτό δεν συμβαίνει;
Η Ποίηση είναι αυτή που επισκέπτεται τον ποιητή…
Κι ο ποιητής γίνεται απλώς όργανό της, φωνή και γραφίδα της…

Τελικά έχει σημασία το ποιος επισκέπτεται ποιον;

Η ποίηση είναι χαρά ζωής, μάλλον είναι η ίδια η ζωή για όσα φωτεινά πλάσματα κρατάνε άξια τη γραφίδα της... α, ναι, κι οι υπόλοιποι είμαστε ακόμα πιο τυχεροί που αφουγκραζόμαστε τη φωνή των ποιητών.

Ίσως, βέβαια, μπορεί και να 'χει σημασία. Πειράζει που μου είναι αδιάφορο;:-)



 

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