3647 - Sketches and traces

N. Lygeros
Translated from the Greek by Angeliki Papadopoulou

I was searching with the brush
but with the small pen, too
your old moves
to learn how you felt
when you were recording life
when you were getting drunk with the colors,
when you were making the world.

I felt too with my hand
the feelings that don’t exist
in the society of indifference
and I tried not to cry
for the innocents and the victims
who you didn’t want to forget
even dead now.