March 21, Spring Equinox : Equal and Day. March 21, World Poetry Day:”Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry express the universal and the history only the particular (Aristotle)”.
On the occasion of the World Poetry Day, which is today, I want to share with you feelings that awaken the lyrics of the beloved Greek poet Nikiforos Vrettakos.
Let this beautiful world being perpetuated
recycling tomorrow in its sources like
the time I was born, rising up every
morning, for the very first time, through
the rosy gauzes of its birth.
Erase the evil fire into the sun.
Don’t you kill us!
The Purest Thing In All Creation
Somehow there’s no more darkness left at all.
I’ve soaked up sunlight through a thousand wounds,
and now this whiteness that I cloak you in
you won’t find even in the Alps: this wind
whirls also there on high and stains the snow.
Even white roses bear a hint of dust.
The ultimate miracle is in ourselves:
these white expanses genuinely aglow
against the universe. The purest thing
in all creation then is not the twilight,
nor the sky when it’s reflected off the river,
nor the sun on the apple blossoms. It is love.
A smaller world
Ι seek a shore where Ι can fence in
a patch of the horizon with
trees or reeds. Where, gathering infinity,
Ι can have the sense that: there are nο machines
or very few; there are nο soldiers
or very few; there are nο weapons
or very few, and those few aimed at the exit
of the forests with wolves; or that there are nο merchants
or very few at remote
points οn the earth where
paved roads have not yet been laid.
God hopes that
at least in the poets᾿ sobs paradise will never cease to exist.