Melancholy of Jason Kleander, Poet in Kommagini, A.D. 595 Poem by Constantine P. Cavafy
Melancholy of Jason Kleander, Poet in Kommagini, A.D. 595
The ageing 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:
certain sedatives, in Language and Imagination.
It's a wound from a merciless knife.
Bring your drugs, Art of Poetry-
they do relieve the pain at least for a while.
Wednesday, April 4, 2018
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