by Constantine P. Cavafy (1910)
You said, “I will go to another land, I will go to another sea.
Another city will be found, better than this.
Every effort of mine is condemned by fate;
and my heart is — like a corpse — buried.
How long in this wasteland will my mind remain.
Wherever I turn my eyes, wherever I may look
I see the black ruins of my life here,
where I spent so many years, and ruined and wasted.”
Very deep poem. I love the imagery in this.
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Mindfully yours,
Angela
a very lovely poem it was a pleasure to read it thankyou.
I agree. This is one of my favorite poems! Thanks for taking the time to stop in and read!
Mindfully yours,
Angela
Thanks so much! I’m glad I could share it with you!
Mindfully yours,
Angela