Constantine P. Cavafy
Poems of Constantine P. Cavafy
|183.||Waiting for the Barbarians||1/3/2003|
|185.||When the Watchman Saw the Light||9/26/2012|
|186.||When they are roused||4/7/2010|
|187.||When They Come Alive||9/26/2012|
|188.||You Didn't Understand||9/26/2012|
|189.||Young Men of Sidon||9/26/2012|
Just because we've torn their statues down,
and cast them from their temples,
doesn't for a moment mean the gods are dead.
Land of Ionia, they love you yet,
their spirits still remember you.
When an August morning breaks upon you
a vigour from their lives stabs through your air;
and sometimes an ethereal and youthful form