Wreck

A ship sunk off the coast Of Cyprus, 4 th cent. B. C.

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Then it felt the touch of the seabed. It was a good ship

When it started on its journey

Over tranquil waters.

The faces looked handsome

As they sailed in the sun >

In a seashell of silence.

They never expected this

Nobody expected it

-Who can foretell his doom?

A broken mast

In the casket of time

What are those faces really muttering Leaving their imprints

On painted tiles

In the night of the deep?

What are those shattered breaths Seeking in the plants

>Among the roots of the sea?

Who knows?

Yet, it was a good ship

But we found it crouched in its veins In the shadows of its body

Far from silent visions

What are we looking for?

Darkness ...

NIKOS ORPHANIDES

"Solar Adventure" cosia,1975, pp.11-12

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