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Classic Poetry Series

Constantine P Cavafy
- poems -

Publication Date:
2004

Publisher:
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According To The Formulas Of Ancient Grecosyrian Magi

"Whatdistillatecanbediscoveredfromherbs
ofawitchingbrew,"saidanaesthete,
"whatdistillatepreparedaccording
totheformulasofancientGrecosyrianmagi
whichforaday(ifnolonger
itspotencycanlast),orevenforashorttime
canbringmytwentythreeyearstome
again;canbringmyfriendoftwentytwo
tomeagain--hisbeauty,hislove.

"Whatdistillatepreparedaccording
totheformulasofancientGrecosyrianmagi
which,inbringingbackthesethings,
canalsobringbackourlittleroom."

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According to the Formulas of the Ancient Grecosyrian Magi

"Whatdistillatecanbediscoveredfromherbs
ofawitchingbrew,"saidanaesthete,
"whatdistillatepreparedaccording
totheformulasofancientGrecosyrianmagi
whichforaday(ifnolonger
itspotencycanlast),orevenforashorttime
canbringmytwentythreeyearstome
again;canbringmyfriendoftwentytwo
tomeagain--hisbeauty,hislove.

"Whatdistillatepreparedaccording
totheformulasofancientGrecosyrianmagi
which,inbringingbackthesethings,
canalsobringbackourlittleroom."

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Addition

IdonotquestionwhetherIamhappyorunhappy.
YetthereisonethingthatIkeepgladlyinmind--
thatinthegreataddition(theiradditionthatIabhor)
thathassomanynumbers,Iamnotone
ofthemanyunitsthere.Inthefinalsum
Ihavenotbeencalculated.Andthisjoysufficesme.

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Aemilianus Monae, Alexandrian

Withwords,withcountenance,andwithmanners
Ishallbuildanexcellentpanoply;
andinthiswayIshallfaceevilmen
withouthavinganyfearorweakness.

Theywillwanttoharmme.Butofthose
whoapproachmenonewillknow
wheremywoundsare,myvulnerableparts,
underalltheliesthatwillcoverme.--

BoastfulwordsofAemilianusMonae.
Didheeverbuildthispanoply?
Inanycase,hedidnotwearitmuch.
HediedinSicily,attheageoftwenty-seven.

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Aemilianus Monae, Alexandrian, 628 - 655 A.D.

Withwords,withcountenance,andwithmanners
Ishallbuildanexcellentpanoply;
andinthiswayIshallfaceevilmen
withouthavinganyfearorweakness.

Theywillwanttoharmme.Butofthose
whoapproachmenonewillknow
wheremywoundsare,myvulnerableparts,
underalltheliesthatwillcoverme.--

BoastfulwordsofAemilianusMonae.
Didheeverbuildthispanoply?
Inanycase,hedidnotwearitmuch.
HediedinSicily,attheageoftwenty-seven.

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Alexandrian Kings

TheAlexandriansweregathered
toseeCleopatra'schildren,
Caesarion,andhislittlebrothers,
AlexanderandPtolemy,whomforthefirst
timetheyleadouttotheGymnasium,
theretoproclaimkings,
infrontofthegrandassemblyofthesoldiers.

Alexander--theynamedhimking
ofArmenia,Media,andtheParthians.
Ptolemy--theynamedhimking
ofCilicia,Syria,andPhoenicia.
Caesarionstoodmoretothefront,
dressedinrose-coloredsilk,
onhisbreastabouquetofhyacinths,
hisbeltadoublerowofsapphiresandamethysts,
hisshoesfastenedwithwhite
ribbonsembroideredwithrosepearls.
Himtheynamedmorethantheyoungerones,
himtheynamedKingofKings.

TheAlexandriansofcourseunderstood
thatthoseweretheatricalwords.

Butthedaywaswarmandpoetic,
theskywasalightazure,
theAlexandrianGymnasiumwas
atriumphantachievementofart,
theopulenceofthecourtierswasextraordinary,
Caesarionwasfullofgraceandbeauty
(sonofCleopatra,bloodoftheLagidae);
andtheAlexandriansrushedtotheceremony,
andgotenthusiastic,andcheered
ingreek,andegyptian,andsomeinhebrew,
enchantedbythebeautifulspectacle--
althoughtheyfullwellknewwhatallthesewereworth,
whathollowwordsthesekingshipswere.

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An Old Man

Atthenoisyendofthecafe,headbent
overthetable,anoldmansitsalone,
anewspaperinfrontofhim.

Andinthemiserablebanalityofoldage
hethinkshowlittleheenjoyedtheyears
whenhehadstrength,eloquence,andlooks.

Heknowshe'sagedalot:heseesit,feelsit.
Yetitseemshewasyoungjustyesterday.
Sobriefaninterval,sobrief.

AndhethinksofPrudence,howitfooledhim,
howhealwaysbelieved-whatmadness-
thatcheatwhosaid:"Tomorrow.Youhaveplentyoftime."

Heremembersimpulsesbridled,thejoy
hesacrificed.Everychancehelost
nowmockshissenselesscaution.

Butsomuchthinking,somuchremembering
makestheoldmandizzy.Hefallsasleep,
hisheadrestingonthecafetable.

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Anna Comnena

IntheprologuetoherAlexiad,
AnnaComnenalamentsherwidowhood.

Hersoulisdizzy."Andwithrivers
oftears,"shetellsus"Iwet
myeyes...Alasforthewaves"inherlife,
"alasfortherevolts."Painburnsher
"tothethebonesandthemarrowandthecleavingofthesoul."

Butitseemsthetruthis,thatthisambitiouswoman
knewonlyonegreatsorrow;
sheonlyhadonedeeplonging
(thoughshedoesnotadmitit)thishaughtyGreekwoman,
thatshewasneverable,despiteallherdexterity,
toacquiretheKingship;butitwastaken
almostoutofherhandsbytheinsolentJohn.

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Anna Dalassen

InthegoldenbullthatAlexiosComnenosissued
toprominentlyhonorhismother,
theverysagaciousLadyAnnaDalassen--
distinguishedinherworks,inherways--
therearemanywordsofpraise:
hereletusconveyofthem
abeautiful,noblephrase
"Thosecoldwords'mine'or'yours'wereneverspoken."

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Apollonius Of Tyana In Rhodes

Apolloniuswastalkingabout
propereducationandconductwithayoung
manwhowasbuildingaluxurious
houseinRhodes."Asforme"saidtheTyanian
atlast,"whenIenteratemple
howeversmallitmaybe,Iverymuchprefer
toseeastatueofivoryandgold
thanaclayandvulgaroneinalargetemple".--

The"clay"and"vulgar";thedetestable:
thatalreadysomepeople(withoutenoughtraining)
itdeceivesknavishly.Theclayandvulgar.

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As much as you can

Andifyoucan'tshapeyourlifethewayyouwant,
atleasttryasmuchasyoucan
nottodegradeit
bytoomuchcontactwiththeworld,
bytoomuchactivityandtalk.

Trynottodegradeitbydraggingitalong,
takingitaroundandexposingitsooften
tothedailysilliness
ofsocialeventsandparties,
untilitcomestoseemaboringhanger-on.

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Body Remember

Body,remembernotonlyhowmuchyouwereloved
notonlythebedsyoulayon.
butalsothosedesiresglowingopenly
ineyesthatlookedatyou,
tremblingforyouinvoices-
onlysomechanceobstaclefrustratedthem.
Nowthatit'sallfinallyinthepast,
itseemsalmostasifyougaveyourself
tothosedesirestoo-howtheyglowed,
remember,ineyesthatlookedatyou,
remember,body,howtheytrembledforyouinthosevoices.

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But Wise Men Perceive Approaching Things

Becausegodsperceivefuturethings,menwhatishappeningnow,
butwisemenperceiveapproachingthings.

Philostratus,LifeofApolloniusofTyana,VIII,7.

Menknowwhatishappeningnow.
Thegodsknowthethingsofthefuture,
thefullandsolepossessorsofalllights.
Ofthefuturethings,wisemenperceive
approachingthings.Theirhearing

issometimes,duringseriousstudies,
disturbed.Themysticalclamor
ofapproachingeventsreachesthem.
Andtheyheeditwithreverence.Whileoutside
onthestreet,thepeopleshearnothingatall.

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Caesarion

Partlytoverifyanera,
partlyalsotopassthetime,
lastnightIpickedupacollection
ofPtolemaicepigramstoread.
Theplentifulpraisesandflatteries
foreveryonearesimilar.Theyareallbrilliant,
glorious,mighty,beneficent;
eachoftheirenterprisesthewisest.
Ifyoutalkofthewomenofthatbreed,theytoo,
alltheBerenicesandCleopatrasareadmirable.

WhenIhadmanagedtoverifytheera
Iwouldhaveputthebookaway,hadnotasmall
andinsignificantmentionofkingCaesarion
immediatelyattractedmyattention.....

Behold,youcamewithyourvague
charm.Inhistoryonlyafew
linesarefoundaboutyou,
andsoImoldedyoumorefreelyinmymind.
Imoldedyouhandsomeandsentimental.
Myartgivestoyourface
adreamycompassionatebeauty.
AndsofullydidIenvisionyou,
thatlatelastnight,asmylamp
wasgoingout--Iletgooutonpurpose--
Ifanciedthatyouenteredmyroom,
itseemedthatyoustoodbeforeme;asyoumighthavebeen
invanquishedAlexandria,
paleandtired,idealisticinyoursorrow,
stillhopingthattheywouldpityyou,
thewicked--whowhispered"ToomanyCaesars."

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Candles

Thedaysofthefuturestandinfrontofus
Likealineofcandlesallalight----
Goldenandwarmandlivelylittlecandles.
Thedaysthatarepastareleftbehind,
Amournfulrowofcandlesthatareout;
Theneareronesarestillsmoking,
Candlescold,andmelted,candlesbent.,
Idontwanttoseethem;theirshapeshurtme,
Ithurtsmetorememberthelightofthematfirst.
Ilookbeforemeatmylightedcandles,
Idontwanttoturnaroundandseewithhorror
Howquicklythedarklineislengthening,
Howquicklythecandlesmultiplythathavebeenputout.

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Che Fece

Forsomepeoplethedaycomes
whentheyhavetodeclarethegreatYes
orthegreatNo.It'sclearatoncewhohastheYes
readywithinhim;andsayingit,
hegoesfromhonortohonor,stronginhisconviction.
Hewhorefusesdoesnotrepent.Askedagain,
he'dstillsayno.Yetthatno-therightno-
dragshimdownallhislife.

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Che Fece ... Il Gran Rifiuto

HiThere!Iseeyou'reenjoyingthesite,andjustwantedtoextendaninvitiationto
registerforourfreesite.Themembersofoldpoetrystrivetomakethisafunplaceto
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Dangerous Things

SaidMyrtias(aSyrianstudent
inAlexandria;inthereignof
AugustusConstansandAugustusConstantius;
inpartapagan,andinpartachristian);
"Fortifiedbytheoryandstudy,
Ishallnotfearmypassionslikeacoward.
Ishallgivemybodytosensualdelights,
toenjoymentsdreamt-of,
tothemostdaringamorousdesires,
tothelustfulimpulsesofmyblood,without
anyfear,forwheneverIwant--
andIshallhavethewill,fortified
asIshallbebytheoryandstudy--
atmomentsofcrisisIshallfindagain
myspirit,asbefore,ascetic."

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Darius

ThepoetPhernazisiscomposing
theimportantpartofhisepicpoem.
HowDarius,sonofHystaspes,
assumedthekingdomofthePersians.(Fromhim
isdescendedourgloriousking
Mithridates,DionysusandEupator).Buthere
philosophyisneeded;hemustanalyze
thesentimentsthatDariusmusthavehad:
maybearroganceanddrunkenness;butno--rather
likeanunderstandingofthevanityofgrandeurs.
Thepoetcontemplatesthematterdeeply.

Butheisinterruptedbyhisservantwhoenters
running,andannouncestheportendousnews.
ThewarwiththeRomanshasbegun.
Thebulkofourarmyhascrossedtheborders.

Thepoetisspeechless.Whatadisaster!
Notimenowforourgloriousking
Mithridates,DionysusandEupator,
tooccupyhimselfwithgreekpoems.
Inthemidstofawar--imagine,greekpoems.

Phernazisisimpatient.Misfortune!
Justwhenhewaspositivethatwith"Darius"
hewoulddistinguishhimself,andshutthemouths
ofhiscritics,theenviousones,forgood.
Whatadelay,whatadelaytohisplans.

Andifitwereonlyadelay,itwouldstillbeallright.
Butityetremainstobeseenifwehaveanysecurity
atAmisus.Itisnotastronglyfortifiedcity.
TheRomansarethemosthorribleenemies.
Canweholdagainstthem
weCappadocians?Itispossibleatall?
Itispossibletopitourselvesagainstthelegions?
MightyGods,protectorsofAsia,helpus.--

Butinallhisturmoilandtrouble,
thepoeticideatoocomesandgoespersistently--
themostprobable,surely,isarroganceanddrunkenness;
Dariusmusthavefeltarroganceanddrunkenness.

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Days of 1903

Ineverfoundthemagain--thethingssoquicklylost....
thepoeticeyes,thepale
face....intheduskofthestreet....

Ineverfoundthemagain--thethingsacquiredquitebychance,
thatIgaveupsolightly;
andthatlaterinagonyIwanted.
Thepoeticeyes,thepaleface,
thoselips,Ineverfoundagain.

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Days of 1908

Thatwastheyearwhenhestayed
Withoutwork,foralivingplayed
Cards,orbackgammon;orborrowedandneverpaid.

Hewasofferedaplaceatasmall
Stationers,threepoundsamonth.Itdidntsuithim.
Itwasnotdecentpayatall.
Herefuseditwithouthesitation;
Hewastwenty-five,andofgoodeducation.

Twoorthreeshillingshemade,moreorless.
Fromcardsandbackgammonwhatcouldaboyskim;
Atthecommonplaces,thecafsofhisgrade,
Althoughheplayedsharply,andpickedstupidplayers.
Asforborrowing,thatdidntalwayscomeoff.
Heseldomstruckadollar,oftenerhedfall
Tohalf,andsometimesaslowasashilling.

Sometimes,whenhegotawayfromthegrim
Night-sitting,foraweekatatimeormore,
Hewouldcoolhimselfatthebaths,withamorningswim.

Theshabbinessofhisclotheswastragical.
Healwaysworethesamesuit,alwaysdisplayed
Asuitofcinnamonbrowndiscolouredandfrayed.

Osummerdaysofnineteenhundredandeight,Irecall
Thepictureofyou,andoutofitseemstofade,
Harmoniously,thatcinnamonsuitdiscolouredandfrayed.

Thepictureofyouhaspreservedhim
Justashewouldtakeoff,wouldflingdown
Theunworthyclothes,themendedunderclothes,
Andremainallnaked;faultlesslybeautiful;awonder.
Uncombedandlifteduphishairwas;
Hislimbsalittlesunburnt
Fromthemorningnakednessatthebathsandonthebeach.

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Desires

Likebeautifulbodiesofthedead,whohadnotgrownold
andtheyshutthemwithtears,inamagnificentmausoleum,
withrosesattheheadandjasmineatthefeet--
thatishowdesireslookthathavepassed
withoutfultillment;withoutoneofthemhavingachieved
anightofsensualdelight,oramoonlitmorn.

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Envoys from Alexandria

Theyhadnotseen,forages,suchbeautifulgiftsinDelphi
asthesethathadbeensentbythetwobrothers,
therivalPtolemaickings.Aftertheyhadreceivedthem
however,thepriestswereuneasyabouttheoracle.Theywillneed
alltheirexperiencetocomposeitwithastuteness,
whichofthetwo,whichofsuchtwowillbedispleased.
Andtheyholdsecretcouncilsatnight
anddiscussthefamilyaffairsoftheLagidae.

Butsee,theenvoyshavereturned.Theyarebiddingfarewell.
TheyarereturningtoAlexandria,theysay.Andtheydonotask
foranyoracle.Andthepriestshearthiswithjoy
(ofcoursetheywillkeepthemarvellousgifts),
buttheyalsoareutterlyperplexed,
notunderstandingwhatthissuddenindifferencemeans.
Fortheyareunawarethatyesterdaytheenvoysreceivedgravenews.
TheoraclewasgiveninRome;thedivisiontookplacethere.

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Exiles

ItgoesonbeingAlexandriastill.Justwalkabit
alongthestraightroadthatendsattheHippodrome
andyou'llseepalacesandmonumentsthatwillamazeyou.
Whateverwar-damageit'ssuffered,
howevermuchsmallerit'sbecome,
it'sstillawonderfulcity.
Andthen,whatwithexcursionsandbooks
andvariouskindsofstudy,timedoesgoby.
Intheeveningswemeetontheseafront,
thefiveofus(all,naturally,underfictitiousnames)
andsomeofthefewotherGreeks
stillleftinthecity.
Sometimeswediscusschurchaffairs
(thepeoplehereseemtoleantowardRome)
andsometimesliterature.
TheotherdaywereadsomelinesbyNonnos:
whatimagery,whatrhythm,whatdictionandharmony!
Allenthusiasm,howweadmiredthePanopolitan.
Sothedaysgoby,andourstayhere
isn'tunpleasantbecause,naturally,
it'snotgoingtolastforever.
We'vehadgoodnews:ifsomethingdoesn'tcome
ofwhat'snowafootinSmyrna,
theninAprilourfriendsaresuretomovefromEpiros,
soonewayoranother,ourplansaredefinitelyworkingout,
andwe'lleasilyoverthrowBasil.
Andwhenwedo,atlastourturnwillcome.

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Far Off

Ishouldliketorelatethismemory...
butitissofadednow...scarecelyanthingisleft--
becauseitliesfaroff,intheyearsofmyearlymanhood.

Askinasifmadeofjasmine...
thatnightinAugust--wasitAugust?--thatnight...
Icanjustbarelyremembertheeyes;theywere,Ithink,blue...
Ahyes,blue;asapphireblue.

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Finalities

Amidfearandsuspicions,
withagitatedmindandfrightenedeyes,
wemeltandplanhowtoact
toavoidthecertain
dangerthatsohorriblythreatensus.
Andyetweerr,thiswasnotinourpaths;
themessageswerefalse
(orwedidnothear,orfullyunderstandthem).
Anothercatastrophe,oneweneverimagined,
sudden,precipitous,fallsuponus,
andunprepared--thereisnomoretime--carriesusoff.

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Footsteps

Onanebonybeddecorated
withcoraleagles,soundasleeplies
Nero---unconscious,quiet,andblissful;
thrivinginthevigorofflesh,
andinthesplendidpowerofyouth.

Butinthealabasterhallthatencloses
theancientshrineoftheAenobarbi
howrestivearehisLares.
Thelittlehouseholdgodstremble,
andtrytohidetheirinsignificantbodies.
Fortheyheardahorribleclamor,
adeathlyclamorascendingthestairs,
ironfootstepsrattlingthestairs.
AndnowinafaintthemiserableLares,
burrowinthedepthoftheshrine,
onetumblesandstumblesupontheother,
onelittlegodfallsovertheother
fortheyunderstandwhatsortofclamorthisis,
theyarealreadyfeelingthefootstepsoftheFuries.

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Grey

Lookingatanopal,ahalf-greyopal,
Irememberedtwobeautifulgreyeyes
Ihadseenitmusthavebeentwentyyearsbefore...

Foramonthwelovedeachother
Thenhewentaway,IthinktoSmyrna,
Toworkthere;weneversaweachotheragain.

Thegreyeyes----ifhelives----havelosttheirbeauty;
Thebeautifulfacewillhavebeenspoiled.

OMemory,preservethemastheywere.
And,Memory,allyoucanofthisloveofmine
Whateveryoucanbringbacktometonight.

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Half an Hour

Ineverhadyou,norwillIeverhaveyou
Isuppose.Afewwords,anapproach
asinthebaryesterday,andnothingmore.
Itis,undeniably,apity.ButwewhoserveArt
sometimeswithintensityofmind,andofcourseonly
forashortwhile,wecreatepleasure
whichalmostseemsreal.
Sointhebarthedaybeforeyesterday--themercifulalcohol
wasalsohelpingmuch--
Ihadaperfectlyerotichalf-hour.
Anditseemstomethatyouunderstood,
andstayedsomewhatlongeronpurpose.
Thiswasverynecessary.Because
foralltheimaginationandthewizardalcohol,
Ineededtoseeyourlipsaswell,
Ineededtohaveyourbodyclose.

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He Came to Read

Hecametoread.Twoorthreebooks
areopen;historiansandpoets.
Butheonlyreadfortenminutes,
andgavethemup.Heisdozing
onthesofa.Heisfullydevotedtobooks
butheistwenty-threeyearsold,andhe'sveryhandsome;
andthisafternoonlovepassed
throughhisidealflesh,hislips.
Throughhisfleshwhichisfullofbeauty
theheatoflovepassed;
withoutanysillyshamefortheformoftheenjoyment.....

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He Swears

Heswearsfromtimetotimeto
Beginabetterlife
Wheneverthoughthenightcomes
Withitsowncounsellings,
Withitsowncompromises
Anditsownundertakings;
Butwheneverthenightcomes
Withitsowndomination,
Ofthebodythatwillsandwants,tothatsame
Fatalenjoyment,lost,hegoesagain.

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He vows

Everysooftenhevowstostartabetterlife.
Butwhennightcomeswithherowncounsels,
withhercompromises,andwithherpromises;
butwhennightcomeswithherownpower
ofthebodythatwantsanddemands,hereturns,
forlorn,tothesamefataljoy.

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Hidden

FromallI'vedoneandallI'vesaid
letthemnotseektofindwhoI'vebeen.
Anobstaclestoodandtransformed
myactsandwayofmylife.
Anobstaclestoodandstoppedme
manyatimeasIwasgoingtospeak.
Mymostunobservedacts,
andmywrititingsthemostcovered--
thenceonlytheywillfeelme.
Butmayhapsitisnotworthtospend
thismuchcareandthismuchefforttoknowme.
For--inthemoreperfectsociety--
someoneelselikemecreated
willcertainlyappearandfreelyact.

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Hidden Things

LetthemnotseektodiscoverwhoIwas
fromallthatIhavedoneandsaid.
Anobstaclewastherethattransformed
thedeedsandthemannerofmylife.
Anobstaclewastherethatstoppedme
manytimeswhenIwasabouttospeak.
Onlyfrommymostimperceptibledeeds
andmymostcovertwritings--
fromthesealonewilltheyunderstandme.
Butperhapsitisn'tworthexerting
suchcareandsucheffortforthemtoknowme.
Later,inthemoreperfectsociety,
surelysomeotherpersoncreatedlikeme
willappearandactfreely.

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I Went

Iwasnotbound.Iletmyselfgocompletely;went
Tothoseindulgences,halfactual,
Andhalfwereturnedaboutinmyownbrain;
Wentintotheilluminatednight;
Anddrankstrongwines,aswhen
Thechampionsofpleasuredrinkstrongwine.

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In 200 B.C.

"AlexandersonofPhilip,andtheGreeksexcepttheLacedaemonians--"

Wecanverywellimagine
thattheywereutterlyindifferentinSparta
tothisinscription."ExcepttheLacedaemonians",
butnaturally.TheSpartanswerenot
tobeledandorderedabout
aspreciousservants.Besides
apanhelleniccampaignwithout
aSpartankingasaleader
wouldnothaveappearedveryimportant.
O,ofcourse"excepttheLacedaemonians."

Thistooisastand.Understandable.

Thus,excepttheLacedaemoniansatGranicus;
andthenatIssus;andinthefinal
battle,wheretheformidablearmywassweptaway
thatthePersianshadmassedatArbela:
whichhadsetoutfromArbelaforvictory,andwassweptaway.

Andoutoftheremarkablepanhelleniccampaign,
victorious,brilliant,
celebrated,glorious
asnootherhadeverbeenglorified,
theincomparable:weemerged;
agreatnewGreekworld.

We;theAlexandrians,theAntiocheans,
theSeleucians,andthenumerous
restoftheGreeksofEgyptandSyria,
andofMedia,andPersia,andthemanyothers.
Withourextensiveterritories,
withthevariedactionofthoughtfuladaptations.
AndtheCommonGreekLanguage
wecarriedtotheheartofBactria,totheIndians.

AsifweweretotalkofLacedaemoniansnow!

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In Church

Ilovethechurch:itslabara,
itssilvervessels,itscandleholders,
thelights,theikons,thepulpit.

WheneverIgothere,intoachurchoftheGreeks,
withitsaromaofincense,
itsliturgicalchantingandharmony,
themajesticpresenceofthepriests,
dazzlingintheirornatevestments,
thesolemnrhythmoftheirgestures-
mythoughtsturntothegreatgloriesofourrace,
tothesplendorofourByzantineheritage.

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In Despair

Hehaslosthimcompletely.Andnowheisseeking
onthelipsofeverynewlover
thelipsofhisbeloved;intheembrace
ofeverynewloverheseekstobedeluded
thatheisthesamelad,thatitittohimheisyielding.

Hehaslosthimcopmletely,asifhehadneverbeenatall.
Forhewanted--sohesaid--hewantedtobesaved
fromthestigmatized,thesicksensualdelight;
fromthestigmatized,sensualdelightofshame.
Therewasstilltime--ashesaid--tobesaved.

Hehaslosthimcompletely,asifhehadneverbeenatall.
Inhisimagination,inhisdelusions,
onthelipsofothersitishislipsheisseeking;
heislongingtofeelagainthelovehehasknown.

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In The Harbor

Emis-young,twenty-eight-
reachedthisSyrianharborinaTenianship,
hisplantolearntheincensetrade.
Butillduringthevoyage,
hediedassoonashewasputashore.
Hisburial,thepoorestpossible,tookplacehere.
Afewhoursbeforedyinghewhisperedsomething
about'home',about'veryoldparents.'
Butnobodyhecalledhome
inthegreatpanHellenicworld.
Betterthatway;becauseasitis,
thoughheliesburiedinthisharbor,
hisparentswillalwayshavethehopehe'sstillalive.

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In the Same Space

Environment,ofhouse,ofcitycentres,cityquarters
WhichIlookuponandwhereIwalk;yearsandyears.

Ihavecreatedyouinthemidstofjoyandinthemidstofsorrows;
Withsomanycircumstances,withsomanythings.

Andyouhavebeenmadesensation,thewholeofyou,forme.

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Interruption

Weinterrupttheworkofthegods,
hastyandinexperiencedbeingsofthemoment.
InthepalacesofEleusisandPhthia
DemeterandThetisstartgoodworks
amidhighflamesanddensesmoke.But
alwaysMetaneirarushesfromtheking's
chambers,disheveledandscared,
andalwaysPeleusisfearfulandinterferes.

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Ionian

Justbecausewe'vetorntheirstatuesdown,
andcastthemfromtheirtemples,
doesn'tforamomentmeanthegodsaredead.
LandofIonia,theyloveyouyet,

theirspiritsstillrememberyou.
WhenanAugustmorningbreaksuponyou
avigourfromtheirlivesstabsthroughyourair;
andsometimesanetherealandyouthfulform
inswiftestpassage,indistinct,

passesupaboveyourhills.

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Ithaca

WhenyousetoutforIthaka
askthatyourwaybelong,
fullofadventure,fullofinstruction.
TheLaistrygoniansandtheCyclops,
angryPoseidon-donotfearthem:
suchastheseyouwillneverfind
aslongasyourthoughtislofty,aslongasarare
emotiontouchyourspiritandyourbody.
TheLaistrygoniansandtheCyclops,
angryPoseidon-youwillnotmeetthem
unlessyoucarrytheminyoursoul,
unlessyoursoulraisethemupbeforeyou.

Askthatyourwaybelong.
AtmanyaSummerdawntoenter
withwhatgratitude,whatjoy-
portsseenforthefirsttime;
tostopatPhoeniciantradingcentres,
andtobuygoodmerchandise,
motherofpearlandcoral,amberandebony,
andsensuousperfumesofeverykind,
sensuousperfumesaslavishlyasyoucan;
tovisitmanyEgyptiancities,
togatherstoresofknowledgefromthelearned.

HaveIthakaalwaysinyourmind.
Yourarrivalthereiswhatyouaredestinedfor.
Butdon'tintheleasthurrythejourney.
Betteritlastforyears,
sothatwhenyoureachtheislandyouareold,
richwithallyouhavegainedontheway,
notexpectingIthakatogiveyouwealth.
Ithakagaveyouasplendidjourney.
Withoutheryouwouldnothavesetout.
Shehasn'tanythingelsetogiveyou.

Andifyoufindherpoor,Ithakahasn'tdeceivedyou.
Sowiseyouhavebecome,ofsuchexperience,
thatalreadyyou'llhaveunderstoodwhattheseIthakasmean.

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Ithaka

AsyousetoutforIthaka
hopeyourroadisalongone,
fullofadventure,fullofdiscovery.
Laistrygonians,Cyclops,
angryPoseidon-don'tbeafraidofthem:
you'llneverfindthingslikethatonyourway
aslongasyoukeepyourthoughtsraisedhigh,
aslongasarareexcitement
stirsyourspiritandyourbody.
Laistrygonians,Cyclops,
wildPoseidon-youwon'tencounterthem
unlessyoubringthemalonginsideyoursoul,
unlessyoursoulsetsthemupinfrontofyou.

Hopeyourroadisalongone.
Maytherebemanysummermorningswhen,
withwhatpleasure,whatjoy,
youenterharborsyou'reseeingforthefirsttime;
mayyoustopatPhoeniciantradingstations
tobuyfinethings,
motherofpearlandcoral,amberandebony,
sensualperfumeofeverykind-
asmanysensualperfumesasyoucan;
andmayyouvisitmanyEgyptiancities
tolearnandgoonlearningfromtheirscholars.

KeepIthakaalwaysinyourmind.
Arrivingthereiswhatyou'redestinedfor.
Butdon'thurrythejourneyatall.
Betterifitlastsforyears,
soyou'reoldbythetimeyoureachtheisland,
wealthywithallyou'vegainedontheway,
notexpectingIthakatomakeyourich.
Ithakagaveyouthemarvelousjourney.
Withoutheryouwouldn'thavesetout.
Shehasnothinglefttogiveyounow.

Andifyoufindherpoor,Ithakawon'thavefooledyou.
Wiseasyouwillhavebecome,sofullofexperience,
you'llhaveunderstoodbythenwhattheseIthakasmean.

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I've Brought To Art

Isitinamoodofreverie.
I'vebroughttoArtdesiresandsensations:
thingshalf-glimpsed,
facesorlines,certainindistinctmemories
ofunfulfilledloveaffairs.
LetmesubmittoArt:

ArtknowshowtoshapeformsofBeauty,
almostimperceptiblycompletinglife,
blendingimpressions,blendingdaywithday.

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Manuel Comninos

OnedrearySeptemberday
EmperorManuelKomninos
felthisdeathwasnear.
Thecourtastrologers-bribed,ofcourse-wentonbabbling
abouthowmanyyearshestillhadtolive.
Butwhiletheywerehavingtheirsay,
heremeberedanoldreligiouscustom
andorderedecclesiasticalvestments
tobebroughtfromamonastery,
andheputthemon,gladtoassume
themodestimageofapriestormonk.

Happyallthosewhobelieve,
andlikeEmperorManuelendtheirlives
dressedmodestlyintheirfaith.

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Manuel Komninos

OnedrearySeptemberday
EmperorManuelKomninos
felthisdeathwasnear.
Thecourtastrologers-bribed,ofcourse-wentonbabbling
abouthowmanyyearshestillhadtolive.
Butwhiletheywerehavingtheirsay,
herememberedanoldreligiouscustom
andorderedecclesiasticalvestments
tobebroughtfromamonastery,
andheputthemon,gladtoassume
themodestimageofapriestormonk.

Happyallthosewhobelieve,
andlikeEmperorManuelendtheirlives
dressedmodestlyintheirfaith.

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Monotony

Onemonotonousdayisfollowed
byanothermonotonous,identicalday.Thesame
thingswillhappen,theywillhappenagain--
thesamemomentsfindusandleaveus.

Amonthpassesandushersinanothermonth.
Oneeasilyguessesthecomingevents;
theyaretheboringonesofyesterday.
Andthemorrowendsupnotresemblingamorrowanymore.

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Morning Sea

Letmestophere.Letme,too,lookatnatureawhile.
Thebrilliantblueofthemorningsea,ofthecloudlesssky,
theyellowshore;alllovely,
allbathedinlight.

Letmestandhere.AndletmepretendIseeallthis
(IreallydidseeitforaminutewhenIfirststopped)
andnotmyusualday-dreamsheretoo,
mymemories,thoseimagesofsensualpleasure.

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Nero's Term

Nerowasnotworriedwhenheheard
theprophecyoftheDelphicOracle.
"Lethimfeartheseventythreeyears."
Hestillhadampletimetoenjoyhimself.
Heisthirty.Morethansufficient
isthetermthegodallotshim
toprepareforfutureperils.

NowhewillreturntoRomeslightlytired,
butdelightfullytiredfromthisjourney,
fullofdaysofenjoyment--
atthetheaters,thegardens,thegymnasia...
eveningsatcitiesofAchaia...
Ahthedelightofnudebodies,aboveall...

ThusfaredNero.AndinSpainGalba
secretlyassemblesanddrillshisarmy,
theoldmanofseventythree.

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Nero's Turn

Nerowasnotworriedwhenheheard
theprophecyoftheDelphicOracle.
"Lethimfeartheseventythreeyears."
Hestillhadampletimetoenjoyhimself.
Heisthirty.Morethansufficient
isthetermthegodallotshim
toprepareforfutureperils.

NowhewillreturntoRomeslightlytired,
butdelightfullytiredfromthisjourney,
fullofdaysofenjoyment--
atthetheaters,thegardens,thegymnasia...
eveningsatcitiesofAchaia...
Ahthedelightofnudebodies,aboveall...

ThusfaredNero.AndinSpainGalba
secretlyassemblesanddrillshisarmy,
theoldmanofseventythree.

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Of The Shop

Hewrappedthemcarefully,neatly
incostlygreensilk.

Rosesofruby,liliesofpearl,
violetsofamethyst.Ashehimselfjudged,

ashewantedthem,theylookbeautifultohim;notashesaw
orstudiedtheminnature.Hewillleavetheminthesafe,

asampleofhisdaringandskillfulcraft.
Whenabuyerenterstheshop

hetakesfromthecasesotherwaresandsells--superbjewels--
bracelets,chains,necklaces,andrings.

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On an Italian Shore

Kimos,sonofMenedoros,ayoungGreek-Italian,
devoteshislifetoamusinghimself,
likemostyoungmeninGreaterGreece
broughtupinthelapofluxury.

Buttoday,inspiteofhisnature,
heispreoccupied,dejected.Neartheshore
hewatched,deeplydistressed,astheyunload
shipswithbootytakenfromthePeloponnese.

Greekloot:bootyfromCorinth.

Todaycertainlyitisnotright,
itisnotpossiblefortheyoungGreek-Italian
towanttoamusehimselfinanyway.

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On the shop

Hewrappedthemcarefully,neatly
incostlygreensilk.

Rosesofruby,liliesofpearl,
violetsofamethyst.Ashehimselfjudged,

ashewantedthem,theylookbeautifultohim;notashesaw
orstudiedtheminnature.Hewillleavetheminthesafe,

asampleofhisdaringandskillfulcraft.
Whenabuyerenterstheshop

hetakesfromthecasesotherwaresandsells--superbjewels--
bracelets,chains,necklaces,andrings.

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One Night

Theroomwaspenuriousandcommon,
Hiddenoveradisreputabletavern,
Thealleycouldbeseenfromthewindow,
Uncleanandnarrow.Frombelow
Camethevoicesofafewworkmen
Whowereplayingcardsandhavingagoodtime.

Thereonthevulgaronthehumblebed
Ihadthebodyoflove,Ihadthelips,
Thesensuous,therosylipsofwine,
Rosywithsuchawine,thatevennow
HereasIwrite,aftersomanyyears,
Inmysolitaryhouse,Iamdrunkagain.

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One of Their Gods

Whenoneofthempassedthroughthemarketplace
ofSeleucia,towardthehourthatnightfalls
asatallandperfectlyhandsomeyouth,
withthejoyofimmortalityinhiseyes,
withhisscentedblackhair,
thepassers-bywouldstareathim
andonewouldasktheotherifheknewhim,
andifhewereaGreekofSyria,orastranger.Butsome,
whowatchedwithgreaterattention,
wouldunderstandandstandaside;
andashevanishedunderthearcades,
intotheshadowsandintothelightsoftheevening,
headingtowardthedistrictthatlives
onlyatnight,withorgiesanddebauchery,
andeverysortofdrunkennessandlust,
theywouldponderwhichofThemhemightbe,
andforwhatsuspectenjoyment
hehaddescendedtothestreetsofSeleucia
fromtheVenerable,MostHallowedHalls.

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Picture of a 23-year-old Youth Painted by His Friend of the Same Age, an
Amature
Hefinishedthepaintingyesterdaynoon.Now
hestudiesitindetail.Hehaspaintedhimina
grayunbuttonedcoat,adeepgray;without
anyvestoranytie.Witharose-coloredshirt;
openatthecollar,sosomethingmightbeseen
alsoofthebeautyofhischest,ofhisneck.
Therighttempleisalmostentirely
coveredbyhishair,hisbeautifulhair
(partedinthemannerheperfersitthisyear).
Thereisthecompletelyvoluptuoustone
hewantedtoputintoitwhenhewasdoingtheeyes,
whenhewasdoingthelips....Hismouth,thelips
thataremadeforconsummation,forchoicelove-making.

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Pictured

Mywork,I'mverycarefulaboutit,andIloveit.
ButtodayI'mdiscouragedbyhowslowlyit'sgoing.
Thedayhasaffectedmymood.
Itgetsdarkeranddarker.Endlesswindandrain.
I'mmoreinthemoodforlookingthanforwriting.
Inthispicture,I'mnowgazingatahandsomeboy
whoislyingdownclosetoaspring,
exhaustedfromrunning.
Whatahandsomeboy;whataheavenlynoon
hascaughthimupinsleep.
Isitandgazelikethisforalongtime,
recoveringthroughartfromtheeffortofcreatingit.

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Poseidonians

ThePoseidoniansforgottheGreeklanguage
aftersomanycenturiesofmingling
withTyrrhenians,Latins,andotherforeigners.
Theonlythingsurvivingfromtheirancestors
wasaGreekfestival,withbeautifulrites,
withlyresandflutes,contestsandwreaths.
Anditwastheirhabittowardthefestival'send
totelleachotherabouttheirancientcustoms
andonceagaintospeakGreeknames
thatonlyfewofthemstillrecognized.
Andsotheirfestivalalwayshadamelancholyending
becausetheyremeberedthattheytoowereGreeks,
theytooonceuponatimewerecitizensofMagnaGraecia;
andhowlowthey'dfallennow,whatthey'dbecome,
livingandspeakinglikebarbarians,
cutoffsodisastrouslyfromtheGreekwayoflife.

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Priest at the Serapeum

Mydearoldfather,
whoalwayslovedmethesame;
mydearoldfatherIlament
whodiedthedaybeforeyesterday,justbeforedawn.

JesusChrist,itismydailyeffort
toobservetheprecepts
ofThymostholychurchinallmyacts,
inallwords,inallthoughts.
AndallthosewhorenounceThee
Ishun.--ButnowIlament;
Ibewail,Christ,formyfather
althoughhewas--ahorriblethingtosay--
apriestattheaccursedSerapeum.

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Remember, Body...

Body,remembernotonlyhowmuchyouwereloved,
notonlythebedsonwhichyoulay,
butalsothosedesireswhichforyou
plainlyglowedintheeyes,
andtrembledinthevoice--andsome
chanceobstaclemadethemfutile.
Nowthatallbelongstothepast,
itisalmostasifyouhadyielded
tothosedesirestoo--remember,
howtheyglowed,intheeyeslookingatyou;
howtheytrembledinthevoice,foryou,remember,body.

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Return

Returnoftenandtakeme,
belovedsensation,returnandtakeme--
whenthememoryofthebodyawakens,
andanolddesirerunsagainthroughtheblood;
whenthelipsandtheskinremember,
andthehandsfeelasiftheytouchagain.

Returnoftenandtakemeatnight,
whenthelipsandtheskinremember...

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Sensual Pleasures

Mylife'sjoyandincense:recollectionofthosehours
whenIfoundandcapturedpleasureasIwantedit.
Mylife'sjoyandincense:thatIrefused
allindulgenceinroutineloveaffairs.

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Since Nine O'Clock

Halfpasttwelve.Timehasgonebyquickly
sincenineo'clockwhenIlitthelamp
andsatdownhere.I'vebeensittingwithoutreading,
withoutspeaking.Completelyaloneinthehouse,
whomcouldItalkto?

Sincenineo'clockwhenIlitthelamp
theshadeofmyyoungbody
hascometohauntme,toremindme
ofshutscentedrooms,
ofpastsensualpleasure-whatdaringpleasure.
Andit'salsobroughtbacktome
streetsnowunrecognizable,
bustlingnightclubsnowclosed,
theatresandcafesnolongerhere.

Theshadeofmyyoungbody
alsobroughtbackthethingsthatmakeussad:
familygrief,separations,
thefeelingsofmyownpeople,feelings
ofthedeadsolittleacknowledged.

Halfpasttwelve.Howthetimehasgoneby.
Halfpasttwelve.Howtheyearshavegoneby.

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Since Nine O'Clock -

Halfpasttwelve.Thetimehaspassedquickly
sincenineo'clockwhenIlitthelamp,
andsatdownhere.Isatwithoutreading,
andwithoutspeaking.WithwhomcouldIspeak
allaloneinthishouse.

Sincenineo'clockwhenIlitthelamp,
thevisionofmyyouthfulbody
hasappearedandfoundmeandremindedme
ofclosedheavilyscentedrooms,
andpleasurelongpast--whataudaciouspleasure!
Anditalsobroughtbeforemyeyes
streetsthathavenowbecomeunrecognizable,
centersfullofmovementthatareended,
andtheatersandcafesthatonceusedtobe.

Thevisionofmyyouthfulbody
appearedandbroughtmealsothesadmemories;
familymournings,separations,
feelingsofmydearones,feelings
ofthedeadsolittleesteemed.

Halfpasttwelve.Howthetimehaspassed.
Halfpasttwelve.Howtheyearshavepassed.

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So Much I Gazed

SomuchIgazedonbeauty,
thatmyvisionisrepletewithit.

Contoursofthebody.Redlips.Voluptuouslimbs.
Hairasiftakenfromgreekstatues;
alwaysbeautiful,evenwhenuncombed,
anditfalls,slightly,overwhiteforeheads.
Facesoflove,asmypoetry
wantedthem....inthenightsofmyyouth,
inmynights,secretly,met....

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Supplication

Theseatookasailortoitsdepths.--
Hismother,unsuspecting,goesandlights

atallcandlebeforetheVirginMary
forhisspeedyreturnandforfineweather--

andalwayssheturnshereartothewind.
Butwhileshepraysandimplores,

theiconlistens,solemnandsad,
knowingthatthesonsheexpectswillnolongerreturn.

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The Bandaged Shoulder

Hesaidthathehadhurthimselfonawallorthathehadfallen.
Buttherewasprobablyanotherreason
forthewoundedandbandagedshoulder.

Withasomewhatabruptmovement,
tobringdownfromashelfsome
photographsthathewantedtoseeclosely,
thebandagewasuntiedandalittlebloodran.

Ibandagedtheshoulderagain,andwhilebandagingit
Iwassomewhatslow;becauseitdidnothurt,
andIlikedtolookattheblood.That
bloodwasapartofmylove.

Whenhehadleft,Ifoundinfrontofthechair,
abloodyrag,fromthebandages,
aragthatlookedinbelongedingarbage;
whichIbroughtuptomylips,
andwhichIheldthereforalongtime--
thebloodofloveonmylips.

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The City

Yousaid,"Iwillgotoanotherland,Iwillgotoanothersea.
Anothercitywillbefound,abetteronethanthis.
Everyeffortofmineisacondemnationoffate;
andmyheartis--likeacorpse--buried.
Howlongwillmymindremaininthiswasteland.
WhereverIturnmyeyes,whereverImaylook
Iseeblackruinsofmylifehere,
whereIspentsomanyyearsdestroyingandwasting."

Youwillfindnonewlands,youwillfindnootherseas.
Thecitywillfollowyou.Youwillroamthesame
streets.Andyouwillageinthesameneighborhoods;
andyouwillgrowgrayinthesesamehouses.
Alwaysyouwillarriveinthiscity.Donothopeforanyother--
Thereisnoshipforyou,thereisnoroad.
Asyouhavedestroyedyourlifehere
inthislittlecorner,youhaveruindeditintheentireworld.

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The First Step

TheyoungpoetEvmenis
complainedonedaytoTheocritus:
"I'vebeenwritingfortwoyearsnow
andI'vecomposedonlyoneidyll.
It'smysinglecompletedwork.
Isee,sadly,thattheladder
ofPoetryistall,extremelytall;
andfromthisfirststepI'mstandingonnow
I'llneverclimbanyhigher."
Theocritusretorted:"Wordslikethat
areimproper,blasphemous.
Justtobeonthefirststep
shouldmakeyouhappyandproud.
Tohavereachedthispointisnosmallachievement:
whatyou'vedonealreadyisawonderfulthing.
Eventhisfirststep
isalongwayabovetheordinaryworld.
Tostandonthisstep
youmustbeinyourownright
amemberofthecityofideas.
Andit'sahard,unusualthing
tobeenrolledasacitizenofthatcity.
ItscouncilsarefullofLegislators
nocharlatancanfool.
Tohavereachedthispointisnosmallachievement:
whatyou'vedonealreadyisawonderfulthing."

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The God Abandons Anthony

Whensuddenly,atmidnight,youhear
aninvisibleprocessiongoingby
withexquisitemusic,voices,
don'tmournyourluckthat'sfailingnow,
workgonewrong,yourplans
allprovingdeceptive--don'tmournthemuselessly.
Asonelongprepared,andgracedwithcourage,
saygoodbyetoher,theAlexandriathatisleaving.
Aboveall,don'tfoolyourself,don'tsay
itwasadream,yourearsdeceivedyou:
don'tdegradeyourselfwithemptyhopeslikethese.
Asonelongprepared,andgracedwithcourage,
asisrightforyouwhoweregiventhiskindofcity,
gofirmlytothewindow
Andlistenwithdeepemotion,butnot
withwhining,thepleasofacoward;
listen--yourfinaldelectation--tothevoices,
totheexquisitemusicofthatstrangeprocession,
andsaygoodbyetoher,totheAlexandriayouarelosing.

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The Grave of the Grammarian Lysias

Veryclosetoyou,asyouenterontheright,intheBeirut
library,weburiedthesageLysias,
thegrammarian.Thespotisbeautifullyright.
Weplacedhimnearthosethingsofhisthatheperhaps
rememberseventhere--scholia,texts,grammars,
scriptures,numerouscommentariesintomesonhellenisms.
Thisway,hisgravewillalsobeseenandhonored
byus,whenwepassamongthebooks.

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The Mirror in the Hall

Therichhousehadinthehall
Anenormousmirror,veryold;
Boughtatleasteightyyearsago.

Averyhandsomeboy,assistantatatailors
(OnSundaysanamateurathlete),
Wasstandingtherewithaparcel.Hehandedit
Tosomeoneofthehouse,andhetookitinside
Tofetchthereceipt.Thetailorsassistant
Wasleftalone,andwaited.
Hewentuptothemirrorandbegantolookathimself
Andputhistiestraight.Afterfiveminutes
Theybroughthimthereceipt.Hetookitandwentaway.

Buttheoldmirrorwhichhadseen,andseen,
Inthemanyyearsithadbeen
Inexistence,thousandsofthingsandfaces;
Theoldmirrorwasgladnow
Andwasproudtohavereceiveduponitself
Thatentirebeautyforafewminutes.

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The Satrapy

Whatamisfortune,althoughyouaremade
forfineandgreatworks
thisunjustfateofyoursalways
deniesyouencouragementandsuccess;
thatbasecustomsshouldblockyou;
andpettinessandindifference.
Andhowterriblethedaywhenyouyield
(thedaywhenyougiveupandyield),
andyouleaveonfootforSusa,
andyougotothemonarchArtaxerxes
whofavorablyplacesyouinhiscourt,
andoffersyousatrapiesandthelike.
Andyouacceptthemwithdespair
thesethingsthatyoudonotwant.
Yoursoulseeksotherthings,weepsforotherthings;
thepraiseofthepublicandtheSophists,
thehard-wonandinestimableWellDone;
theAgora,theTheater,andtheLaurels.
HowcanArtaxerxesgiveyouthese,
wherewillyoufindtheseinasatrapy;
andwhatlifecanyoulivewithoutthese.

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The Town

Yousaid:Illgotoanotherland,tootherseawayswandering,
Someothertownmayyetbefoundbetterthanthis,
Whereeveryeffortofmineisawritofguiltiness;
Andmyheartseemsburiedlikeacorpse.Mymind---
Howlongisittobeinthisdecayconfined?
WhereverIturn,whereverIliftmyeyes,
Theblackeningruinsofmylifearise,
hereIhavespentsomanyyearsspoilingandswquandering.

Youllfindnootherplaces,nonewseasinallyourwanderings,
Thetownwillfollowyouabout.Youllrange
Inthesamestreets.Inthesamesuburbschange
Fromyouthtoage;innthissamehousegrowwhite.
Nohopeofanothertown;thisiswhereyoullalwaysalight.
Thereisnoroadtoanother,thereisnoship
Totakeyouthere.Ashereinthissmallstrip
Youspoiledyourlife,thewholeearthfeltyoursquanderings.

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The Windows

Inthesedarkchambersherewhatwearydays
Ispend,walkupanddownasinamaze
Tofindthewindows.----Onlytounclose
Oneofthesewindowswillbesomerelief.---
Butsomehowwindowsthisroomhasntgot,
OrIcantfindthem.PerhapsIbetternot.
Perhapsthelightwouldbeanothergrief.
Whatfreshsurprisesthermightbe,whoknows?

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Their Beginning

Theirillicitpleasurehasbeenfulfilled.
Theygetupanddressquickly,withoutaword.
Theycomeoutofthehouseseparately,furtively;
andastheymoveoffdownthestreetabitunsettled,
itseemstheysensethatsomethingaboutthembetrays
whatkindofbedthey'vejustbeenlyingon.
Butwhatprofitforthelifeoftheartist:
tomorrow,thedayafter,oryearslater,he'llgivevoice
tothestronglinesthathadtheirbeginninghere.

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Theodotus

Ifyouaretrulyoneoftheselectfew,
watchhowyouacquireyourpower.
Howevermuchyouareglorified,howevermuch
thecitiesinItalyandinThessaly
acclaimyourachievements,
howevermanydecreesinyourhonor
youradmirersmayhaveissuedinRome,
neitheryourjoynoryourtriumphwilllast,
norwillyoufeellikeasuperior--whatdoyoumeansuperior?--man
wheninAlexandria,Theodotusbringsyou,
uponabloodstainedtray,
theheadofthewretchedPompey.

Anddonotrelyonthefactthatinyourlife,
circumscribed,regulated,andprosaic,
therearenosuchspectacularandterrifyingthings.
Perhapsatthisveryhour,Theodotusisentering
thewell-appointedhouseofoneofyourneighbors--
invisible,bodiless--
carryingsuchahideoushead.

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Thermopylae

Honourtothosewhointheirlives
arecommittedandguardtheirThermopylae.
Neverstirringfromduty;
justanduprightinalltheirdeeds,
butwithpityandcompassiontoo;
generouswhenevertheyarerich,andwhen
theyarepoor,againalittlegenerous,
againhelpingasmuchastheyareable;
alwaysspeakingthetruth,
butwithoutrancorforthosewholie.

Andtheymeritgreaterhonor
whentheforesee(andmanydoforesee)
thatEphialteswillfinallyappear,
andintheendtheMedeswillgothrough.

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They Should Have Provided

Ihavealmostbeenreducedtoahomelesspauper.
Thisfatalcity,Antioch,
hasconsumedallmymoney;
thisfatalcitywithitsexpensivelife.

ButIamyoungandinexcellenthealth.
MycommandofGreekissuperb
(IknowallthereisaboutAristotle,Plato;
orators,poets,younameit.)
Ihaveanideaofmilitaryaffairs,
andhavefriendsamongthemercenarychiefs.
Iamontheinsideofadministrationaswell.
LastyearIspentsixmonthsinAlexandria;
Ihavesomeknowledge(andthisisuseful)ofaffairsthere:
intentionsoftheMalefactor,andvillainies,etcetera.

ThereforeIbelievethatIamfully
qualifiedtoservethiscountry,
mybelovedhomelandSyria.

InwhatevercapacitytheyplacemeIshallstrive
tobeusefultothecountry.Thisismyintent.
Thenagain,iftheythwartmewiththeirmethods--
weknowthoseablepeople:needwetalkaboutitnow?
iftheythwartme,Iamnottoblame.

First,IshallapplytoZabinas,
andifthismorondoesnotappreciateme,
IshallgotohisrivalGrypos.
Andifthisidiotdoesnothireme,
IshallgostraighttoHyrcanos.

Oneofthethreewillwantmehowever.

Andmyconscienceisnottroubled
aboutnotworryingaboutmychoice.
AllthreeharmSyriaequally.

But,aruinedman,whyisitmyfault.
Wretchedman,Iamtryingtomakeendsmeet.
Thealmightygodsshouldhaveprovided
andcreatedafourth,goodman.
GladlywouldIhavejoinedhim.

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Those Who Fought for the Achaean League

Valiantareyouwhofoughtandfellgloriously;
fearlessofthosewhowereeverywherevictorious.
Blameless,evenifDiaeosandCritolaoswereatfault.
WhentheGreekswanttoboast,
"Ournationturnsoutsuchmen"theywillsay
ofyou.Andthusmarvellouswillbeyourpraise.--

WritteninAlexandriabyanAchaean;
intheseventhyearofPtolemyLathyrus.

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Tomb of Iases

IaseshereIlie.Towhomthisproud
Cityforyouthandbeautygavemuchfame.
Thelearnedwiseadmiredme,andthecrowd
Ofsimpletons.FrombothIhadthesame

Joy.ButtheHermesandNarcissusfashion
Wastedandkilledme.Traveller,youwillnotblame,
IfAlexandrian.Youknowthepassion
Ofourlifehere,thepleasureandtheflame.

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Trojans

Oureffortsarethoseoftheunfortunate;
oureffortsarelikethoseoftheTrojans.
Somewhatwesucceed;somewhat
weregainconfidence;andwestart
tohavecourageandhighhopes.

Butsomethingalwayshappensandstopsus.
Achillesinthetrenchbeforeus
emergesandwithloudcriesterrifiesus.--

OureffortsarelikethoseoftheTrojans.
Webelievethatwithresolutionanddaring
wewillaltertheblowsofdestiny,
andwestandoutsidetodobattle.

Butwhenthegreatcrisiscomes,
ourdaringandourresolutionvanish;
oursoulisagitated,paralyzed;
andwerunaroundthewalls
seekingtosaveourselvesinflight.

Nevertheless,ourfalliscertain.Above,
onthewalls,themourninghasalreadybegun.
Thememoriesandthesentimentsofourdaysweep.
BitterlyPriamandHecubaweepforus.

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Understanding

Theyearsofmyyouth,mysensuallife--
howclearlyIseetheirmeaningnow.

Whatneedlessrepentances,howfutile....

ButIdidnotunderstandthemeaningthen.

Inthedissolutelifeofmyyouth
thedesiresofmypoetrywerebeingformed,
thescopeofmyartwasbeingplotted.

Thisiswhymyrepentanceswereneverstable.
Andmyresolutionstocontrolmyself,tochange
lastedfortwoweeksattheverymost.

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Very Seldom

He'sanoldman.Usedupandbent,
crippledbytimeandindulgence,
heslowlywalksalongthenarrowstreet.
Butwhenhegoesinsidehishousetohide
theshamblesofhisoldage,hismindturns
totheshareinyouththatstillbelongstohim.

Hisverseisnowrecitedbyyoungmen.
Hisvisionscomebeforetheirlivelyeyes.
Theirhealthysensualminds,
theirshapelytautbodies
stirtohisperceptionofthebeautiful.

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Voices

Idealandbelovedvoices
ofthosewhoaredead,orofthose
whoarelosttouslikethedead.

Sometimestheyspeaktousinourdreams;
sometimesinthoughtthemindhearsthem.

Andwiththeirsoundforamomentreturn
othersoundsfromthefirstpoetryofourlife--
likedistantmusicthatdiesoffinthenight.

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Waiting for the Barbarians

Whatarewewaitingfor,assembledintheforum?

Thebarbariansaredueheretoday.
Whyisn'tanythinghappeninginthesenate?
Whydothesenatorssittherewithoutlegislating?

Becausethebarbariansarecomingtoday.
Whatlawscanthesenatorsmakenow?
Oncethebarbariansarehere,they'lldothelegislating.
Whydidouremperorgetupsoearly,
andwhyishesittingatthecity'smaingate
onhisthrone,instate,wearingthecrown?

Becausethebarbariansarecomingtoday
andtheemperoriswaitingtoreceivetheirleader.
Hehasevenpreparedascrolltogivehim,
repletewithtitles,withimposingnames.
Whyhaveourtwoconsulsandpraetorscomeouttoday
wearingtheirembroidered,theirscarlettogas?
Whyhavetheyputonbraceletswithsomanyamethysts,
andringssparklingwithmagnificentemeralds?
Whyaretheycarryingelegantcanes
beautifullyworkedinsilverandgold?

Becausethebarbariansarecomingtoday
andthingslikethatdazzlethebarbarians.
Whydon'tourdistinguishedoratorscomeforwardasusual
tomaketheirspeeches,saywhattheyhavetosay?

Becausethebarbariansarecomingtoday
andthey'reboredbyrhetoricandpublicspeaking.
Whythissuddenrestlessness,thisconfusion?
(Howseriouspeople'sfaceshavebecome.)
Whyarethestreetsandsquaresemptyingsorapidly,
everyonegoinghomesolostinthought?

Becausenighthasfallenandthebarbarianshavenotcome.
Andsomewhohavejustreturnedfromthebordersay
therearenobarbariansanylonger.
Andnow,what'sgoingtohappentouswithoutbarbarians?
Theywere,thosepeople,akindofsolution.

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Walls

Withnoconsideration,nopity,noshame,
theyhavebuiltwallsaroundme,thickandhigh.
AndnowIsitherefeelinghopeless.
Ican'tthinkofanythingelse:thisfategnawsmymind-
becauseIhadsomuchtodooutside.
Whentheywerebuildingthewalls,howcouldInothavenoticed!
ButIneverheardthebuilders,notasound.
Imperceptiblytheyhaveclosedmeofffromtheoutsideworld.

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