Supplicant
It rains over the Valley of the Virgin; the artichokes of Jerusalem bow reverently in the midday murmur. The rhododendrons tremble, the pines stand proudly in silence, and a cloudy sun suddenly illuminates the rain, joyfully announcing a presence—it's you, majestic and silent. If I touch you, you will fade away, your lips moist in the sunlit rain, mixed memories patiently stirring, molding a haiku. I caress the sacred words with my own passions of the rain; in a few words, I beseech you.
Bacchae
Look at my dress made of deer skin; dressed in my finest, I bring you redemption. I wait.
Admire my ribbon made of ivy, crafted for you, adorned with the disease of love; I struggle with desire, dizzy.
Caress my lips with the wine sweetened in the whirlpool of endless thirst that only you can quench.
Take me in your arms to dance, to lose ourselves in the celebration, poured wildly into Lysimerimnos; I am devoted.
Let me kiss your forehead crowned with vine leaves, and with a toast, let us drink to the couple we will never see.
Author: ARISTI TRENTEL
Language: GREEK
Pages: 88
Dimensions: 230X160X0
Year of publication: 2025
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