«Tα ποιήματα δεν είναι λέξεις άπιαστες
Έχουν υπόσταση και ύλη.
Πιάνονται.
Τ' αγγίζεις κάθε μέρα.
Τα μυρίζεις.
Μπαίνουν μες στα ρουθούνια σου
σα μυρωδιές .
Κυκλοφορούν στο αίμα σου.
Γεμίζουν ήχους και με νότες αέρινες
χαϊδεύουν το λαβύρινθο τ' αυτιού.
Γλιστρούν και μέσα σε γεύσεις εξωτικές
τρελαίνουν τον ουρανίσκο.
Χάνονται στ’ ακροδάκτυλα
δημιουργώντας μνήμες
αφής ξεχωριστής.
Σε κυριεύουν ολάκερο
τα ποιήματα όλα
τ’ αληθινά...»
©Δέσποινα Αυγουστινάκη
English translation
"The poems are not words that you can't touch
They have substance and matter.
They can be touched.
You touch them every day.
You smell them.
They get into your nostrils as smells.
They are circulating in your blood.
Full of sounds and musical notes
they caress the maze of the ear.
They glide in exotic flavors
infatuating the palate.
They are lost in the fingertips
creating memories
of memorable touch.
The real poems just overwhelm you ... "
© Despina Avgoustinaki
English translation
"The poems are not words that you can't touch
They have substance and matter.
They can be touched.
You touch them every day.
You smell them.
They get into your nostrils as smells.
They are circulating in your blood.
Full of sounds and musical notes
they caress the maze of the ear.
They glide in exotic flavors
infatuating the palate.
They are lost in the fingertips
creating memories
of memorable touch.
The real poems just overwhelm you ... "
© Despina Avgoustinaki
