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- Yannis Ritsos
yannis ritsos | morning
She opened the shutters She hung the sheets over the sill.
……………..She saw the day.
A bird looked at her straight in the eyes. “I am alone,” she whispered.
“I am alive.” She entered the room. The mirror too is a window.
If I jump from it I will fall in my own arms.
[from STAYING ALIVE, edited by Neal Astley]