Δευτέρα 8 Δεκεμβρίου 2008

Για ποιο πουκάμισο

Δεν λυπάμαι τους ποιητές που μείνανε χωρίς κοινό

Λυπάμαι το κοινό που έμεινε χωρίς ποιητές

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Ανώνυμος είπε...

"We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw.Alas!
Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats' feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar

Shape without form, shade without colour,
Paralysed force, gesture without motion

Those who have crossed
With direct eyes, to death's other Kingdom
Remember us - if at all - not as lost
Violent souls, but only
As the hollow men
The stuffed men".