Yannis Voultos Poems

I am sleeping
With the door open
In the sea
The indescribable.
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I asked vengeance
From phantoms
Of my agony
Nocturnal
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God me
Sat in the dock

Man me
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In memoriam of Stavros Tornés


He carries his cross
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It smelled
of incense and rose water
They said
that his shadow passed
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One daemon now
Rules over my mind
He treats me
Philanthropic feelings
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A frame my window
A painting, night of the city
The lights twinkle
White yellow blue,
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Horizon depressed
Dipped in ocher
The azure
And then
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Dead Poet
Of other times
I hold your book
To hear your voice
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House built on the rocks
Across the sea
There I dreamed
To look through the window
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