Konstantinos B. Sventzouris

The Lull - Poem by Konstantinos B. Sventzouris

We let it go and the fog
our soul
penetrated deep
buried in the wonder
the olive trees
our marbles
and made
summer be hurt...
surprised it
and that
the flowers colors
the delight
of the cicadas
and in front of the lull
left them
without sound...
With awe
to expect
with their breaths
the blow
the Zephyr
from the West...

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From the collection of poems 'Apodimia', Ed. iWrite, Thessaloniki 2013 by Konstantinos B. Sventzouris

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 7, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 10, 2013

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