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Thiago
June 2016
Santorini
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He vows
Every so often he vows to start a better life.
But when night comes with her own counsels,
with her compromises, and with her promises;
but when night comes with her own power
of the body that wants and demands, he returns,
forlorn, to the same fatal joy.
Constantine P. Cavafy
Leonardo
May 2016
Santorini
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May 2016
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Tobias
April 2016
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Yannis
March 2016
Athens
Damian
February 2016
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Alejandro
February 2016
Athens
Alejandro
February 2016
Athens
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When They Come Alive – Try to keep them, poet, those erotic visions of yours, however few of them there are that can be stilled. …
I've Looked So Much...
I've looked on beauty so much
that my vision overflows with it.
The body's lines. Red lips. Sensual limbs.
Hair as though stolen from Greek statues,
always lovely, even uncombed,
and falling slightly over pale foreheads.
Figures of love, as my poetry desired them
. . . . in the nights when I was young,
encountered secretly in my nights.
Constantine P. Cavafy
Bruno
October 2014
Santorini
When They Come Alive – Try to keep them, poet, those erotic visions of yours, however few of them there are that can be stilled. …
In Despair
He's lost him completely. And he now tries to find
his lips in the lips of each new lover,
he tries in the embrace of each new lover
to convince himself that it's the same young man,
that it's to him he gives himself.
He's lost him completely, as though he never existed.
He wanted, his lover said, to save himself
from the tainted, sick form of sexual pleasure,
the tainted, shameful form of sexual pleasure.
There was still time, he said, to save himself.
He's lost him completely, as though he never existed.
Through fantasy, through hallucination,
he tries to find his lips in the lips of other young men,
he longs to feel his kind of love once more.
Constantine P. Cavafy
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