No sea in Syria, no sea
In Afghanistan, only
A sea of suffering
Humanity and if it is
With difficulty we see
‘The Aegean flower
With corpses’, it is not
Because we have to
Wade through
A sea of the world’s
Indifference to witness
It but also because
We do not wish to hear
The siren-beset ship we are
Sailing on is well
On its way to Lethe.
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*Agamemnon, l. 659
cf. the following link to see how George Seferis uses this phrase in one of his poems:
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-the-manner-of-g-s/
Well said, Vassillis.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Jonathan--Seferis was no slouch either, right? :)
DeleteNo, he certainly wasn't.
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