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Constantine Cavafy

MELANCHOLY OF JASON KLEANDER, POET IN KOMMAGINI, A.D. 595

The aging of my body and my beauty
is a wound from a merciless knife.
I’m not resigned to it at all.
I turn to you, Art of Poetry,
because you have a kind of knowledge about drugs:
attempts to numb the pain, in Imagination and Language.

It is wound from a merciless knife.
Bring your drugs, Art of Poetry—
they numb the wound at least for a little while.

Melancholy of Jason Kleander, poet in Kommagini, a.D. 595

Constantine  Cavafy

Constantine Cavafy

(Egypte, 1863)

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Melancholy of Jason Kleander, poet in Kommagini, a.D. 595

MELANCHOLY OF JASON KLEANDER, POET IN KOMMAGINI, A.D. 595

The aging of my body and my beauty
is a wound from a merciless knife.
I’m not resigned to it at all.
I turn to you, Art of Poetry,
because you have a kind of knowledge about drugs:
attempts to numb the pain, in Imagination and Language.

It is wound from a merciless knife.
Bring your drugs, Art of Poetry—
they numb the wound at least for a little while.
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