English Poetry, Poetry, Yannis Ritsos

Morning – Yannis Ritsos

She opened the shutters, She hung the sheets
over the sill. She saw the day.
A bird looked at her straight in the eyes. ‘I am alone,’
she whispered.
‘I am alive.’ She entered the room. The mirror too is a window.
If I jump from it I will fall in my arms.
– Yannis Ritsos (1909-1990)

 

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