“The Funeral of Sarpedon Zeus is heavy with grief. Sarpedon is dead at Patroclus’ hands and, right now, the son of Menoetius and his Achaeans are setting out to steal the corpse and desecrate it. But Zeus will not allow… — 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 danger that threatens us so horribly. Yet we are wrong. This was not the danger in store; the portents were false (or we never heard them, or failed to construe them properly). It’s some other disaster,… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Copy Share
“Morning Sea Let me stop right here. Let me, too, have a look at nature: the morning sea and the cloudless sky, both a luminous blue, the yellow shore, all of it beautiful, and in such magnificent light. Let me stop right here. Let me pretend this is actually what I’m seeing (I really did see it, when I first… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Copy Share
“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
