Perfume Of Love
With the
fragrance of Eros, I see the creation, The sign of the star, the sacrilegious
sign.
The light was
born in the darkness, in the polite eyes that defined my Soul.
A smile, a wine
that talks back, a note from the far reaches of the Mind
of the Mind of
the Evening Star.
Life's stony
haystack, in the threshing-floor in the marble grove where Love lingers.
She lingers
around the dead, but in front of her shadow she conquers Acherousia.
God's gaze is
absolute, with earthly splinters of untarnished journey.
Opposite the
light, the lightning! Powers of the Centurion, who was seeking for a miracle.
Secondary
magical paths, dreamy followers of the twelve masters.
Forty castles I
gaze upon from the fountain, the Styx, the heavenly Styx,
which Immortals
are touching!
A sign of
coldness in the silence, that the unadorned form of the earth sends to
Andromeda.
For a walk under
the stars I'll go forth, a lonely sleep's courage and charm.
A bleeding
point, a magical point! The lake of arrogance with the Souls' mistakes.
The prayers of
lovers and wailing, in battles of surrender with the sad notes.
Waxen the fist
of the wind, of the one who the Unspoken and the Unheard holds.
Possesses the
dreams of the willow and the myrtle that the Cicconians left to Odysseus.
Journey with
incense from the earth to the immaculate fires of the Poets domicile.
Sacrilegious the
shadows of the heavens, like the stars that fall in an afternoon in a well of
wrath.
A dreamy,
magical well! A point of resurrection, that defines the wishes. Sparkles of
seven colors speak to me!
A proud Iris of the Past. A time that is timeless and unique! Absolute,
immortal, and with a soul full of tears.
Her Soul was
hidden in the speech. Hidden was the note that is called Love. In the seventh
regenerating prayer, echo her words,
Her words,
silences that burn! A hymn and a plea to the light!
May the stars of
the Sacred sanctify the earth's caress!
Άρωμα Έρωτα
Δρ. Μιλτιάδης
Ντόβας
Speaking
Guilty your
eyes, guilty like you!
Love was lost in
the garbage truck of necessity!
Lost beyond the
hub, in the State of our undying Shadows.
Tears all
around, vestments of fire!
The vestments
that Christ dressed in, white swan's sign immortal!
Immortal sign of
the heart, Love's tragic, huge sacrilege!
Sacrilege that
speaks and laughs, with images of crushed angels!
Of those who
have perished from the Earth and those whose souls are hidden in the
in flowers!
Blossoms,
vestments and sad reflections, before the Garden of Eden
the lost garden!
Demons, angels,
and mere mortals, await death, the golden rain from
Olympus!
Like Jupiter,
thou suddenly invade Heaven's cleft and perish.
in Beauty's
stars, the weeping stars!
In the stars and
suns of Wrath, fire of sad embrace, the stars and suns of Wrath.
The image of the
unspeakable!
An image that
caught fire and sheds light on Erebus' delusion!
The delusion of
the twentieth century that seeks love
dressed in
death!
Dressed in the
silence of life, the nails of need and the raft of love!
A raft of
immortal journey, of Ulysses' flight and those of
of the
companions!
The sign of
Ithaca awaits the presence of the Ithacan king!
Swan all-white
full of light, embodiment of the Truth, of Eros
Sacrifice!
Sacrifice of
Love that speaks, in the Universes of Beauty and divine
Absence!
Μιλώντας
Δρ. Μιλτιάδης
Ντόβας
Ένοχα τα
μάτια σου, ένοχη
κι εσύ!
Η Αγάπη
χάθηκε στο απορριμματοφόρο της
Ανάγκης!
Χάθηκε πέρα
απ’ το σύδεντρο,
στην Πολιτεία των
απέθαντων σκιών μας!
Δάκρυα τριγύρω,
φωτιάς τα άμφια!
Τα άμφια
που ντύθηκε ο
Χριστός, λευκού κύκνου
σημείο αθάνατο!
Αθάνατο σημάδι
της καρδιάς, Αγάπης
τραγικής τρανή Ιεροσυλία!
Ιεροσυλία που
μιλάει και γελά,
μ’ αγγέλων τεθλιμμένων
τις εικόνες!
Εκείνων που
χαθήκαν απ’ τη Γης κι
εκείνων π’ οι
ψυχές κρύβονται στα
λουλούδια!
Άνθη, άμφια
και θλιμμένη αντηλιά,
μπρος στης Εδέμ
τον Κήπο το
χαμένο!
Δαίμονες, άγγελοι
κι απλοί θνητοί,
θάμα προσμένουμε, χρυσή
βροχή τ’ Ολύμπου!
Ωσάν το
Δία εισβάλλεις ξαφνικά
στου Ουρανού τη
χαραυγή και χάνεσαι
στης Ομορφιάς τ’
αστέρια, τα κλαμένα!
Στ’ αστέρια
και στους ήλιους
της Οργής, φωτιά
θλιμμένης αγκαλιάς, τ’
Ανείπωτου η εικόνα!
Εικόνισμα που
έπιασε φωτιά και
χύνει φως στου
Έρεβους την πλάνη!
Την πλάνη
του Αιώνα του
εικοστού π’ αναζητεί
τον Έρωτα με
θάνατο ντυμένο!
Ντυμένο της ζωής τη
σιχασιά, Ανάγκης τα
καρφιά κι Αγάπης
τη σχεδία!
Σχεδία αθάνατης
διαδρομής, του Οδυσσέα
της φυγής κι
εκείνων των συντρόφων!
Σημάδι της
Ιθάκης καρτερεί, του
ιθακήσιου βασιλιά την
παρουσία!
Κύκνος ολόλευκος
γεμάτος φως, ενσάρκωση
τ’ Αληθινού, τ’
Έρωτα η θυσία!
Θυσία της
Αγάπης που μιλά,
στα Σύμπαντα της
Ομορφιάς και θείας
Απουσίας!
Lake
The myth of
Eros, innermost paths, the smiles palaces the second palaces!
Flesh, the
alabaster forms of flesh, seeking travel to the ends!
To the far
reaches of the lying ocean, where Youth gazes upon the her desires!
The sun's
screams, hide the white of the Beginning!
Aphrodite's sanctuary in the Apennines
Handkerchief is
Eros, holding tight to the stars, with life-blood of the Undying, in the angry forest!
In the forest of
white elves, of cypress nakedness, with the the touch of the end!
Cupid of death
in a world of birds! Cupid of a hurry
second and Cupid of life and fire!
Exaltation of a
magical sunrise, where it rises unadorned, all Soul and Dazzle!
Iambs from the
far reaches echo, the nightingales have started singing a divine song!
The pallid form
of the remembrance and the red of the redemption, in the cave of need!
In the cave of
the fairies in all light, smiling on the spears of false peace!
Smiling
countenance, discordance the Principle!
A child of grey Dawn, on the wave and in the wind!
A wind enchanted
by life! Love, redemption, the gods'
rebellion.
A titan seeking
revolution! Mortal savage laughing at
the doubt!
In a meadow with
the starry sky of Avignus! Second round
of bells ring with a power of change ! Changing and weeping and mourning! For the stars, for the far reaches, for the old
lake!
The lake of the
Lovers-Poets, who seek the starry exaltation in the well!
Well of magical
breath! A well of search and smoother
images!
Smile of the
lying priest and tear from the stone sad falcon!
She who was
secretly bewitched, with Narcissus' blood, in the foreign lilies!
Stars of the
Dream and unadorned forms! Erotic quest,
in the
haystack burning
fire!
Steps from the
Universe in silence! Moons smiled on the bloody lake!
Λίμνη
Δρ. Μιλτιάδης
Ντόβας
Translation Poems “Perfume
Of Love”, “Speaking” And “Lake” Of Dr. Miltiadis Ntovas By Xanthi Hondrou-Hill
MILTIADIS NTOVAS
MILTIADIS NTOVAS or Dovas was born
in Ioannina of
the Greece in
1972. He studied Philosophy and
Pedagogy and is a PhD of Philosophy at the University of Ioannina. He works as a professor. He co-writes essays, fairy tales and five
thousand poems, nine thousand haiku and tristiches and two epics. He published
nine poetry collections and one scientific
study.
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