the sea engulfed a sailor in its depths. Unaware, his mother goes and lights a tall candle before the ikon of our Lady
poetry
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i’m in awe of young poets that write verse that can only be comprehended later in life. I know it is an illusion: it is man who attributes meaning to symbols. It is us, as we grow wiser with time and experience, who expand the poem’s meaning and
give it first to Homer and then, 2600 years later, to Kavafis and you get something that rises above all of us.