The Most Beautiful Poem

Cousin Betina from Greece sent me a package full of poetry and one of the poems AMORGOS by Nikos Gatsos is unspeakably beautiful. Humbling for sure. Here is a passage. . .

That is how the grape goes dry deep inside the pot

and the apple turns yellow in the bell-tower of a fig tree

That is how in a tawdry cravat

The summer is breathing under a tent of vine-leaves

That is how quite naked among white cherry trees my darling sleeps

A girl unwithering as a branch of the almond tree

With her head at rest on the crook of her arm, and her hand on her golden coin.

xoxo

Tuesday