“At least let me now deceive myself with illusions so as not to feel my empty life. And yet I came so close so many times. And yet how paralyzed I was, how cowardly; why did I keep my lips… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Copy Share Image
“He Vows Every now and then he vows to live a better life. But when night comes with her own counsels, with her promises and her compromises, when night comes with her power over the body that seeks and yearns,… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Copy Share Image
“Done Amid fear and suspicion, with startled minds and frightened eyes, we pine and scheme over what steps to take to avoid the certain… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Copy Share Image
“Morning Sea Let me stop right here. Let me, too, have a look at nature: the morning sea and the cloudless sky, both a… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Copy Share Image
“Remember, Body… Body, remember not only how deeply you were loved, not only the many beds where you lay, but also those desires that… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Copy Share Image
“The Footsteps On an ebony bedstead adorned with eagles made of coral, Nero lies deep in sleep – quiet, unconscious, happy: in the prime… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Copy Share Image
“Old Men’s Souls Within their ancient, decrepit bodies the souls of old men wallow. Poor things, so full of sorrow: how bored with the… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Copy Share Image
“Walls Without reflection, without mercy, without shame, they built strong walls and high, and compassed me about. And now I sit here and consider… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Copy Share Image
“The Windows In these dark rooms where I pass such listless days, I wander up and down looking for the windows – when a… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Copy Share Image
“Painted Things I love my work and take pains with it. But today I find the slow pace of composition discouraging. The weather has… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Copy Share Image
“Return often and take me, beloved sensation, return and take me – when the body’s memory awakens, and old longings pulse again in my… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Copy Share Image
“One of Their Gods When one of them passed through the forum of Seleucia just as night began to fall, young, tall, perfect in… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Copy Share Image
“At least let me now deceive myself with illusions so as not to feel my empty life. And yet I came so close so… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Copy Share Image
“do not hurry the journey at all: better that it lasts for many years and you arrive an old man on the island, rich… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Copy Share Image
