Return to the body
It lives in the Now
Return to the body
It lives just beyond
Return to the body
It's like a tree
and the tree
never fears
as it knows nothing
but the present moment
Return to the body
It will show you the way
The way you forgot
when you came to this Earth.
© Despina Avgoustinaki
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| "Destitute pea pickers in
California... Mother of seven children... Age 32." A picture taken by
Dorothea Lange. (circa February 1936).
George Eastman House Collection/Wikimedia Commons/Public Domain |
Βλέμμα καρφί
Βλέμμα βαθύ
Βλέμμα απελπισίας
Οι γραμμές του προσώπου
ζωγραφιά απόγνωσης
Οι ώμοι
στήριγμα και κρυψώνα
από την ίδια τη ζωή
Βαριά απού ’ναι
Ασήκωτη
η ζωή
σε «ξένο» τόπο
Όπου κι αν πας
σε κούρασε
θαρρώ
«Ξένο»
να σε φωνάζουν.
© Δέσποινα Αυγουστινάκη
English Version
A
piercing gaze
a gaze so deep
a gaze of grief
The facial lines
just paint despair
The
shoulders bent,
a shelter so warm,
a firm support,
A hiding place
As heavy life is,
unbearable one,
on a far, far land
Wherever you go,
worn out you are,
by being so named
an “out of place”.
© Despina Avgoustinaki
Time is here
Time is not
What a game
To play or not
A year has passed
A year has not
What a game
To play or not
What I wish
The game we see
then to play
or just play not
2026 is here
or is it not?
© Despina Avgoustinaki
