“Return often and take me, beloved sensation, return and take me – when the body’s memory awakens, and old longings pulse again… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Love Copy Share Image
“The Windows In these dark rooms where I pass such listless days, I wander up and down looking for the windows –… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Dark Copy Share Image
“I will not fear my passions, like a coward; I will give my body entirely to pleasure, to dreamed-of joys, the most… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Desire 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… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Grief 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… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Desire 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… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Art 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… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Danger 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… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Desire Copy Share Image
“The Footsteps On an ebony bedstead adorned with eagles made of coral, Nero lies deep in sleep – quiet, unconscious, happy: in… — 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,… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Black hair 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,… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Imagination 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… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Compassion Copy Share Image
“The Tomb of Lanes Marcus, the Lanes whom you loved is not here in this tomb where you visit and weep for… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Copy Share Image
“The Funeral of Sarpedon Zeus is heavy with grief. Sarpedon is dead at Patroclus’ hands and, right now, the son of Menoetius… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Black hair 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… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Money Copy Share Image
“Monotony One monotonous day follows another monotonous day, without change. The same things happen, then happen again. The same moments approach, then… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Change 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… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Better life Copy Share Image
“Desires Like the beautiful bodies of those who died young, tearfully interred in a grand mausoleum with roses by their heads and… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Desire Copy Share Image
