Tasos Livaditis, Selected Poems

Night The night is a door only the blind can see. Darkness makes the animals hear better and he staggered not from being drunk but from his futile effort to climb up to the tower we had once lost. God Needs Our Help Pale and exhausted, Jesus stood near the tomb. "Lazarus, come out," he yelled. They all waited. And the poor dead man who felt that the fate of the world unfolded in this tomb, what could he do? Earth was lost how could he leave the whole sky without a resurrection?