Short Minoan Poems

Put your fingers into kalihi*,
Kalihta.

There is nothing there.
But it is so beautiful.
Your fingers – kalihi…
A fresco.
It remained of ???ss??**
in a boundless sea.

And my eyes.

*a kind of an oblong goblet of
Late Minoan epoch
** Knossos – a great archaeological site in Greece...

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When heart of me be despot,
Solation overwhelms my serbonian mind.
On shoal of sand I take me there,
To lie in tamarisk bed of natures hand.

With tearful sighs and wave’d cries
I listen to the tread of Minoan feet
Then linger there in storied state,
My eyelids torn by armies stood at yonder gate. 

A lucid lullaby dances then on trilobite shores.
And spirit is no more awash with hearts resort.
For still, invisible forces may me rest.
That I might once again be filled with awe....

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