Let me stop here. Let me, too, look at nature awhile.

An obstacle was there distortingthe actions and the manner of my life.An obstacle was often thereto stop me when I’d begin to speak.From my most unnoticed actions,my most veiled writing –from these alone will I be understood.But maybe it isn’t worth so much concern,so much effort to discover who I really am.Later, in a more…

stays out all night, gets involved. And as is right (for our kind of art)his blood -fresh and hotoffers itself to pleasure.His body is overcomeby forbidden erotic ecstasy; and his young limbsgive in to it completely.In this way a simple boybecomes something worth our looking at, for a momenthe too passes through the exalted World…

The barbarians are due here today.Why isn’t anything going on in the senate?Why are the senators sitting there without legislating?Because the barbarians are coming today.What’s the point of senators making laws now?Once the barbarians are here, they’ll do the legislating.Why did our emperor get up so early,and why is he sitting enthroned at the city’s…

-Why isn’t anything going on in the senate?Why are the senators sitting there without legislating?Because the barbarians are coming today.What’s the point of senators making laws now?Once the barbarians are here, they’ll do the legislating.-Why did our emperor get up so early,and why is he sitting enthroned at the city’s main gate,in state, wearing the…

Comments about When They Are Roused by Constantine P. Cavafy

something very tasteful and polished. You can do it,you’re the one to write something suitablefor the poet Ammonis, our Ammonis.Of course you’ll speak about his poems-but say something too about his beauty,about that subtle beauty we loved.Your Greek is always elegant and musical.But we want all your craftsmanship now.Our sorrow and our love move into…

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I condemned’. He thought we’d be devastatedby that ‘condemned’, the silly ass.Witticisms like that don’t get by with us Christians.Our quick reply: ‘You read but didn’t understand;had you understood, you wouldn’t have condemned.’

The visions of your eroticism.Set them, half hidden, in your phrases.Try to hold them, poet,when they are roused in your mindat night, or in the noon glare.Original Greek:Οταν διεγείρο& #957;ταιΠρο` 3;πάθησε να τα φυλάξεις, ποιητή,ό&# 963;ο κι αν είναι λίγα αυτά που σταματιο& #973;νται.Το 65; ερωτισμο& #973; σου τα οράματα.&# 914;αλ’τα, μισοκρυμ& #941;να, μες τες…

has consumed all my money;this fatal city with its expensive life.But I am young and in excellent health.My command of Greek is superb(I know all there is about Aristotle, Plato;orators, poets, you name it.)I have an idea of military affairs,and have friends among the mercenary chiefs.I am on the inside of administration as well.Last year…

At least we’re sailing our seas,the waters of our own countries – Cyprus, Syria, Egypt –waters we know and love.Why so silent? Ask your heart:didn’t you too feel happierthe further we got from Greece?What’s the point of fooling ourselves?That wouldn’t be properly Greek, would it?It’s time we admitted the truth:we’re Greeks also – what else…

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