Constantine P. Cavafy

(29 April 1863 – 29 April 1933 / Alexandria)

Constantine P. Cavafy Poems

81. Julian And The Antiochians 3/23/2012
82. In An Old Book 3/23/2012
83. At The Theatre 9/26/2012
84. Greek From Ancient Times 3/23/2012
85. Craftsmen Of Wine Bowls 3/23/2012
86. In A Township Of Asia Minor 3/23/2012
87. Days Of 1901 3/23/2012
88. A Great Procession Of Priests And Laymen 3/23/2012
89. At The Café Door 3/23/2012
90. If Actually Dead 3/23/2012
91. Philhellene 3/23/2012
92. On The March To Sinopi 3/23/2012
93. From The School Of The Renowned Philosopher 4/7/2010
94. Melancholy Of Jason Kleander, Poet In Kommagini, A.D. 595 4/7/2010
95. In The Month Athyr 4/7/2010
96. Longings 4/7/2010
97. A Young Poet In His 24th Year 3/23/2012
98. On The Outskirts Of Antioch 3/23/2012
99. Long Ago 4/7/2010
100. Before Time Altered Them 3/23/2012
101. Days Of 1896 3/23/2012
102. The Battle Of Magnesia 3/23/2012
103. A Byzantine Nobleman In Exile Composing Verses 3/23/2012
104. Come, O King Of The Lacedaimonians 3/23/2012
105. I´ve Looked So Much… 4/7/2010
106. A Prince From Western Libya 3/23/2012
107. Before The Statue Of Endymion 3/23/2012
108. Of Coloured Glass 4/7/2010
109. Theodotus 1/3/2003
110. According To The Formulas Of Ancient Grecosyrian Magi 1/1/2004
111. Of The Shop 1/1/2004
112. Those Who Fought For The Achaean League 1/3/2003
113. Tomb Of Iases 1/3/2003
114. In The Same Space 1/3/2003
115. Manuel Comninos 1/3/2003
116. Aemilianus Monae, Alexandrian, 628 - 655 A.D. 1/1/2004
117. When They Are Roused 4/7/2010
118. They Should Have Provided 1/3/2003
119. The Bandaged Shoulder 1/3/2003
120. Since Nine O'Clock 1/1/2004
Best Poem of Constantine P. Cavafy

Ithaca

When you set out for Ithaka
ask that your way be long,
full of adventure, full of instruction.
The Laistrygonians and the Cyclops,
angry Poseidon - do not fear them:
such as these you will never find
as long as your thought is lofty, as long as a rare
emotion touch your spirit and your body.
The Laistrygonians and the Cyclops,
angry Poseidon - you will not meet them
unless you carry them in your soul,
unless your soul raise them up before you.

Ask that your way be long.
At many a Summer dawn to enter
with what gratitude, what joy -
ports seen ...

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The God Abandons Anthony

When suddenly, at midnight, you hear
an invisible procession going by
with exquisite music, voices,
don't mourn your luck that's failing now,
work gone wrong, your plans
all proving deceptive -- don't mourn them uselessly.
As one long prepared, and graced with courage,
say goodbye to her, the Alexandria that is leaving.
Above all, don't fool yourself, don't say

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