Nikos Gatsos

(8 December 1911 – 12 May 1992 / Asea in Arcadia)

Rosewater - Poem by Nikos Gatsos

When you reach that other world, don't become a cloud,
don't become a cloud, and the bitter star of dawn,
so that your mother knows you, waiting at her door.
Take a wand of willow, a root of rosemary,
a root of rosemary, and be a moonlit coolness
falling in the midnight in your thirsting courtyard.
I gave you rosewater to drink, you gave me poison,
eaglet of the frost, hawk of the desert.


Comments about Rosewater by Nikos Gatsos

  • Silver Star - 3,727 Points Pranab K Chakraborty (2/6/2015 2:09:00 AM)

    Fantastic trauma to articulate poetic beauty. Good poem. (Report) Reply

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  • Bronze Star - 2,804 Points Michael Morgan (2/6/2014 11:56:00 PM)

    a star in the sky of poetry, whom nothing boring touches. MM (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 373 Points Stephen W (2/6/2014 4:37:00 PM)

    The poem's a bit odd too. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 879 Points Leslie Philibert (2/6/2014 6:05:00 AM)

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 6, 2003

Poem Edited: Monday, March 15, 2010


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