Atonement

We present this work in honor of the poet’s 115th birthday.

04-07 Melissanthi
Melissanthi
Greek
1907 – 1991

 

Each time I sinned a door half-opened
and the angels who hadn’t thought me beautiful in my chastity
tipped the vessels of their flowering souls.
Each time I sinned a door seemed to open
and tears of compassion dripped in the grass.
But if the sword of my remorse pushed me from the skies
each time I sinned a door half-opened.:
the people thought me ugly;
only the angels thought me beautiful.

 

Translation by Karen Emmerich

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