Evangelos Catevatis
Brother, you stole my secret and went.
Noon and midnight quit the sky.
Nothing’s secure nor
quite obscure, without.
One, two, and a third gone orb of light.
Within the night, zenith and nadir converge.
The Secret
Tag: God
Spring of Wisdom
Loula S. Rodopoulos
swathed in stone gargantuan imposing blindfolded
she beckoned me through the University portals
into the quadrangle surrounded by the expansive portico and
erudite grey stone buildings
busts of male scholars her heirs
scientists doctors philosophers
serpent at her feet symbol of medicine