Constantine P. Cavafy

(29 April 1863 – 29 April 1933 / Alexandria)

Days Of 1903 - Poem by Constantine P. Cavafy

I never found them again -- the things so quickly lost....
the poetic eyes, the pale
face.... in the dusk of the street....

I never found them again -- the things acquired quite by chance,
that I gave up so lightly;
and that later in agony I wanted.
The poetic eyes, the pale face,
those lips, I never found again.


Comments about Days Of 1903 by Constantine P. Cavafy

  • (10/22/2007 8:33:00 PM)


    Oooh, I like this poem. It reminds me of Rilke. But the nostalgia of the poem is heart-rendering. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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