Postings of poems by the Greek poet Yannis Ritsos in English translation. This blog, launched in 2009 to celebrate the 100th anniversary of the poet's birth, continues now after a two year break. All translations (and mistranslations) are by Scott King unless otherwise noted.
"perhaps the shattering of the poem will create the poem..." —Yannis Ritsos, from Hints (1970)
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
If I Knew
Yellow sky, black moon. If I knew what shirt you were wearing, if I knew where you were sitting, the sky and my voice wouldn't be the same.
from Small Dedications (1960-1965) [Collected Poems Delta' -- pg 137]