Μοιραίο Τετράστιχο,29 Poem by Konstantinos Arvanitis
Μοιραίο Τετράστιχο,29
Την μοίρα μου, που 'ναι ζαβή, σαν βλέπω και σιμώνει,
μια λιανοθέρμη με περνά, το στόμα μου στεγνώνει...
Τη λάσπη, που 'μαι, πλαστουργός, θ' αρχίσει να ζυμώνει,
κι η τύχη είν' το πόδι του, που τον τροχό τσιτώνει...
Sunday, January 26, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: fate
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