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Seferis, Giorgos: Mythistorema 18. (Μυθιστόρημα ΙΗ´ in English)

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Μυθιστόρημα ΙΗ´ (Greek)

Λυποῦμαι γιατὶ ἄφησα νὰ περάσει ἕνα πλατὺ ποτάμι
μέσα ἀπὸ τὰ δάχτυλά μου
χωρὶς νὰ πιῶ οὔτε μία στάλα.
Τώρα βυθίζομαι στὴν πέτρα.
Ἕνα μικρὸ πεῦκο στὸ κόκκινο χῶμα,
δὲν ἔχω ἄλλη συντροφιά.
Ὅ, τι ἀγάπησα χάθηκε μαζὶ μὲ τὰ σπίτια
ποὺ ἦταν καινούργια τὸ περασμένο καλοκαίρι
καὶ γκρέμισαν μὲ τὸν ἀγέρα τοῦ φθινοπώρου.

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Mythistorema 18. (English)

I regret having let a broad river slip through my fingers
without drinking a single drop.
Now I’m sinking into the stone.
A small pine tree in the red soil
is all the company I have.
Whatever I loved vanished with the houses
that were new last summer
and crumbled in the winds of autumn.

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