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Miltos Sachtouris

THE MIRROR

When my mirror turned
to the sky
there appeared
a moon half-devoured
by the flame
red ants
and a head beside it
burning too in the fiery rain
the head shone
gleamed
as the fire took hold and left it charred
and whispered:
The trees burn and are lost like hair
the angel vanishes with wings scorched
and pain
a dog with broken leg
remains
remains

The mirror

Miltos  Sachtouris

Miltos Sachtouris

(Griekenland, 1919)

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The mirror

THE MIRROR

When my mirror turned
to the sky
there appeared
a moon half-devoured
by the flame
red ants
and a head beside it
burning too in the fiery rain
the head shone
gleamed
as the fire took hold and left it charred
and whispered:
The trees burn and are lost like hair
the angel vanishes with wings scorched
and pain
a dog with broken leg
remains
remains
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