John Taylor translates three poems by the Greek poet Veroniki Dalakoura for the review Survision.
Here’s one of the poems; the other two can be found via the above link:
Luckily I managed to touch you before the oil went dry
in the fountain
luckily I spoke when it emptied out
in the way that love invents for forgetfulness.
Luckily I didn’t dare repeat the words that kept
you and me alive
while you were running a comb through your hair
©translation from the Greek by John Taylor
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