It's too early yet in this world, hear youthe beasts have not been tamed yet
my blood lost and my sharp, hear you,
my sharp dagger
like a calf that flies the skies
smashing the branches of the hanging stars
hear you,
It is me, hear you
I love you, hear you
I hold you, I behold you, I dress you
with Ophelia's white wedding gown, hear you
Where are you leaving me? where are you parting to?
and who
holds your hand over the deluges?
Odysseus Elytis
my blood lost and my sharp, hear you,
my sharp dagger
like a calf that flies the skies
smashing the branches of the hanging stars
hear you,
It is me, hear you
I love you, hear you
I hold you, I behold you, I dress you
with Ophelia's white wedding gown, hear you
Where are you leaving me? where are you parting to?
and who
holds your hand over the deluges?
Odysseus Elytis
The Monogram, Canto IV
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