Get Your Premium Membership

FRIDAY 10c

LATE MIDNIGHT my room is moving in the
neighborhood shining like an emerald.
Someone searches it, but truth eludes him
constantly. How to imagine that it is
placed lower

Much lower

That death too, has its own Red sea." 

Poem by Odysseus Elytis
Biography | Poems | Best Poems | Short Poems | Quotes | Email Poem - FRIDAY 10cEmail Poem | Create an image from this poem

Poems are below...



Summaries, Analysis, and Information on "FRIDAY 10c"

Sorry, no articles found.

More Information

More Poems by Odysseus Elytis


Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry