Christos Siorikis

Homeostasis

 

On the coffee’s surface, Halkidiki

The Persian fleet is vanquished

Athos rises

– A bay tree rustles

 

It’s early yet

 

In the good spot

the fishermen stop

The anchor

bites the seabed

And they fish

and are seen by the mountains

– The coffee will be put into the thermos –

Nobody notices

the effort of the seabed

Then the anchor

breaks a stone

 

[translated by Chris Sakellaridis]