Youth
He broke the slingshot that killed birds.
Now, each evening, a star smiles at him;
his silence gazes our empty hands.
Perhaps he thinks that he might need the slingshot again.
Yannis Ritsos – Poems, Volume II
Youth
He broke the slingshot that killed birds.
Now, each evening, a star smiles at him;
his silence gazes our empty hands.
Perhaps he thinks that he might need the slingshot again.
Libros Libertad 