VIMeditativeher heavy breastinside the mirrorVIIAgain I dress myselfin the tree’s foliageand you bleatVIIINight the windseparationspreads and undulatesIXThe young FateNaked womanthe pomegranate she brokewas full of starsXNow I raisea dead butterflywithout any make-upXIHow can you put togetherthe thousand little piecesof each person? https://draft2digital.com/book/3562890 https://www.amazon.com/dp/B096TTS37J
George Seferis – Collected Poems
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