Evangelos Catevatis

Black water, black sky
And I sat river watching.
From the perimeter cold
They charted all heat of my waiting
And punished me.

Pauseful, I was so still
At the parting dark of two roads:
Constellations galloped through my webless fingers.
In a time of naming
I called them shadowless;
Suns of night.
From the aurora of my shine
They found and punished me.

Evangelos Catevatis
Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada

Translated from the Greek
by the author & Ann J. West

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