Poem by Kostas Karyotakis


Smile of the Gods, Bay of Saronikos, always great

blessing of our ship’s route

we could hear the roar of the high seas as easily as

the calmness of your depth

under the morning dew like a dove with its body’s

nonchalance: Athens

shivers and revels like a nymph that longs

for the faraway sun.

Because the sky shines, blonde mane of Pegasus,

Fate of the Parthenon

glass that Zeus keeps inverted that the dream-light

is poured like a flood

prodigal son, I return to you swaying like a flower

in the breeze

earth, sky and you, oh sea of Attica, to whom I owe all

my Songs!