“…and time unfeelingly passes…”
Forgive me if they’re only a herd of pigs.
I herd them from trough to pen.
But if you’re sad, they’ll sit like mute actors
Around the festive table…
And the goblet’s former song, and the drenched black-and-whites
Will muddy the hexametric order,
And eyes brimming with laughter will raise my antique statue…
…But, once the flames go out, the three-legged pot will quiet.
Curses will die.
The same hands will throw out the poisoned pot.
And Circle will obey the most astonished…
And you… You will sleepwalk to the calling light,
The feast.
I will not force you to stay. Sail away,
If you’re afraid of enraging fate, cutting the plot’s red thread…
I give you wine-sacks for your journey.
I offer my wisdom, my gentleness.
A flying ship will carry you near the untraceable cliffs
Of non-existent Ithaca.
O if only you couldn’t see how my large knowing eyes
Shine with sorrow,
Unseen I’ll part with you.
I was hospitable. I kept my word.
Strange one, renouncing me.
You are mine alone…
I love you, Odysseus.
(Judita Vaiciunaite)
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