Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Spirit of the Stream


I love to hear 
Your voice so much 
I can’t stand still 

Over this body 
Of water and not speak 
A word of it—even 

To the mute reeds 
Bending with the current 
Against their will. 




5 comments:

  1. What a gorgeous poem, Vassilis. Perfectly complete. The water, the reeds, and the watcher: a nexus of insight...

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  2. I agree with Joseph, completely...

    Do we not also detect a sort of homage to Pan, that great archetype of nature song?

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  3. Thanks, friends for gathering at the river and letting us hear you.

    Yours,

    Pan and Vazambam

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