16 Haiku by Giorgos Seferis

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The Blood of a Pomegranate by Stephen Mackey

Τοῦτο, τὸ ἀκαριαῖον… – MARCUS AURELIUS

1

Spill into the lake

but a drop of wine

and the sun vanishes.

2

In the field not one

four-leaf clover:

which of the three is to blame?

3

In the Museum Garden

Empty chairs:

the statues have gone back

to the other museum.

4

Is it the voice

of our dead friends or

the phonograph?

5

Her fingers

against the blue scarf —

look: corals.

6

Meditative

her breasts heavy

in the looking-glass.

7

Again I put on

the tree’s foliage

and you — you bleat.

8

Night, the wind

separation

spreads and undulates.

9

Young Fate

Naked woman

the pomegranate that broke

was full of stars.

10

Now I raise

a dead butterfly

without make-up.

11

How can you gather together

the thousand fragments

of each person?

12

Unprofitable Line

What’s wrong with the rudder?

The boat inscribes circles

and there’s not a single gull.

13

Sick Fury

She has no eyes,

the snakes she held

devour her hands.

14

In this column a hole:

can you see

Persephone?

15

The world sinks:

hang on: it’ll leave you

alone in the sun.

16

You write:

the ink grew less,

the sea increases.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Flowers Of The Rock – Poem by Giorgos Seferis

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Flowers of the rock facing the green sea
with veins that reminded me of other loves
glowing in the slow fine rain,
flowers of the rock, figures
that came when no one spoke and spoke to me
that let me touch them after the silence
among pine-trees, oleanders, and plane-trees.