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The contest with the sun

“Ο Γιάννης με τον ήλιο συνορίζοντο
το ποιός θα πάει στη Δύση γρηγορήτερο
κι ο ήλιος εδρασκέλα όρη και βουνά
κι ο Γιάννης ο καημένος χαμολάγκαδα”


“Yannis was contesting with the sun
who will reach the West the soonest
and the sun’s steps were from mountain to mountain
and poor Yannis remained in the low valleys”

Rizitiko (old Cretan folk song)

Pines and sea

On the way from Agios Pavlos to Agia Roumeli

The day’s secon…

The day’s second twilight.
Night that sinks into sleep.
Purification and oblivion.
The day’s first twilight.
Morning that was once dawn.
Day that once was morning.
The crowded day that will become the weary evening.
The day’s second twilight.
That other habit of time, night.
Purification and oblivion.
The day’s first twilight . . .
The furtive dawn and in the dawn
the Greek’s bewilderment.
What web is this
of will be, is, and was?
What river’s this
through which the Ganges flows?
What river’s this whose source is unimaginable?
What river’s this
that bears along mythologies and swords?
No use in sleeping.
It runs through sleep, through deserts, through cellars.
The river bears me on and I am the river.
I am made of a changing substance, of mysterious time.
Maybe the source is in me.
Maybe out of my shadow
the days arise, relentless and unreal.

Heraclitus by Jorge Luis Borges

Πάντα ῥεῖ

Με τα χρόνια, ο ποταμός άλλαξε πορεία. Η γέφυρα αυτή είναι πολύ πολύ παλιά. In time, the river has changed it’s course.This bridge is very very old. “ποταμοῖσι τοῖσιν αὐτοῖσιν ἐμϐαίνουσιν, ἕτερα καὶ ἕτερα ὕδατα ἐπιρρεῖ” Αυτοί που μπαίνουν στα ίδια ποτάμια δέχονται συνέχεια άλλα κι άλλα νερά Ever-newer waters flow on those who step […]