ZACHAROULA GAITANAKI

ZACHAROULA   GAITANAKI   

THE FESTIVITY OF SNOW

The nature, like a little girl

takes part in the endless

festive atmosphere of snow,

all around, dressed in white

enchantingly, silently, frosty.

While the snow is falling around

I want to lie down

on its white veil

and up there I’ll become

a pure white lily.

As a lily I’ll send out surplus odor

in the field, neighborhoods

and country chapels.

I take part in the endless

festive atmosphere of snow.

POSTSCRIPT

My fried, I wrote a big letter

but I missed to mention this”

I saw in television, a reportage

from a fire in a colors factory.

There was a kitten getting out

of the ruins staring

with curiosity the camera

shooting the destruction.

It seemed to me

like a good omen.

Not the camera,

the kitten I mean.

BLIND GUIDE

Time, guides our life,

taking it where he wants.

Not caring if a child is hurt,

if an adored voice

silences…

MY DEAREST

My dearest, give me

a loving night.

With a clear look

to face the future.

Walking in the course of time

with your laugh only.

My dearest, give me

a tender caress.

With your open arms

give me love

and a tear of joy running

on the corner of my eyes.

ZACHAROULA GAITANAKI   

GREECE