{"id":15525,"date":"2024-12-12T07:58:49","date_gmt":"2024-12-12T05:58:49","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=15525"},"modified":"2024-12-12T00:00:13","modified_gmt":"2024-12-11T22:00:13","slug":"poem-by-ioulia-lymperopoulou","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=15525","title":{"rendered":"poem by Ioulia Lymperopoulou"},"content":{"rendered":"

Infinity<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

I just crossed the Piraeus Port Gate 8;<\/p>\n

Sideways the symbol of infinity.<\/p>\n

And I\u2019m heading to the Island<\/p>\n

Sliding on the sea.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

In upright posture,<\/p>\n

It feels like a new beginning<\/p>\n

To me.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Amongst the people\u2019s voices and coughs<\/p>\n

That interrupt the sound carpet of the ship<\/p>\n

I wonder<\/p>\n

Is there a therapy for PTSD for the dead?<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

It\u2019s easy to say there is no need.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

They stop:<\/p>\n

Thinking<\/p>\n

Feeling<\/p>\n

Suffering.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

A comforting thought for the most.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Not<\/p>\n

For me.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

I find comfort in calling their names.<\/p>\n

The vibration of the syllables<\/p>\n

Running through me<\/p>\n

Rather than a healer<\/p>\n

Is more like a palliative.<\/p>\n

But<\/p>\n

My<\/p>\n

Means<\/p>\n

Are<\/p>\n

Abruptly<\/p>\n

Reduced<\/p>\n

And so<\/p>\n

Undeniably<\/p>\n

Poor.<\/p>\n

I try to adjust in vain<\/p>\n

Naively struggling to alleviate pain.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Augusta<\/p>\n

Baby!<\/p>\n

Ni\u00f1a,<\/p>\n

Mom,<\/p>\n

Dad,<\/p>\n

Granny,<\/p>\n

Grandpa,<\/p>\n

Auntie,<\/p>\n

Angelina,<\/p>\n

Persa,<\/p>\n

Sofia!<\/p>\n

I call<\/p>\n

Their names<\/p>\n

And<\/p>\n

I\u2019m still<\/p>\n

Waiting<\/p>\n

For<\/p>\n

An answer<\/p>\n

To<\/p>\n

Come.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

I would like to ask them:<\/p>\n

After you\u2019ve done<\/p>\n

All you could<\/p>\n

For you<\/p>\n

But still had to cross over<\/p>\n

To the other side,<\/p>\n

How do you feel?<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

What truth is more strongly rooted<\/p>\n

Into you:<\/p>\n

My body betrayed me<\/p>\n

Or<\/p>\n

I did everything \u0399 could?<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Probably the easiest thing to do<\/p>\n

Is going with the flow.<\/p>\n

If you resist,<\/p>\n

The pain is worse;<\/p>\n

In the stomach,<\/p>\n

A big rough stone.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Pity you can only tell after<\/p>\n

You\u2019ve experienced<\/p>\n

The scary encounter<\/p>\n

With the unknown.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

A path you cannot avoid<\/p>\n

Even if<\/p>\n

With all your heart<\/p>\n

You tried<\/p>\n

To take a detour<\/p>\n

Knowing that<\/p>\n

You had no real chance<\/p>\n

To flee or to elude.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Maybe the answer lies within<\/p>\n

We\u2019re all after all linked.<\/p>\n

But to see I still have to dive in.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s like treasure hunting<\/p>\n

To my core\u2019s deep.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Then I say to myself:<\/p>\n

Wake up!<\/p>\n

The dead have no need for therapy<\/p>\n

The dead get to know already<\/p>\n

They arrive first, the cord they cut.<\/p>\n

Maybe we suffer from PTSD<\/p>\n

While being in constant recovery<\/p>\n

From our life\u2019s surprising discoveries<\/p>\n

As much as we are in search of where to sow our seeds.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

History only seems to repeat itself<\/p>\n

Although so much is known<\/p>\n

Apart from the immense unknown.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Going through pain and death<\/p>\n

One can see the light in the dark.<\/p>\n

The awareness\u2019s brightest spark<\/p>\n

Is that<\/p>\n

Nothing becomes ours<\/p>\n

If we keep locked the door of our hearts.<\/p>\n

Mental and feelings need to meet in calm waters<\/p>\n

And together in harmony stroll.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Could it be that things<\/p>\n

Don\u2019t come to an end<\/p>\n

Don\u2019t start<\/p>\n

They are rather running in a multi-shades-loop?<\/p>\n

And the life\u2019s micro-cycles<\/p>\n

Are its reminiscent<\/p>\n

Whisking us around,<\/p>\n

Its fingerprints.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

We are born<\/p>\n

And we learn<\/p>\n

From scratch.<\/p>\n

It takes some time<\/p>\n

To understand<\/p>\n

We are not Marco Polo<\/p>\n

In every discovery<\/p>\n

But nothing<\/p>\n

Takes away the excitement<\/p>\n

Which,<\/p>\n

As it should be,<\/p>\n

Is all ours to feel<\/p>\n

And yearn for it afterwards as adults.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

And that\u2019s how it goes again and again.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Things<\/p>\n

Attract<\/p>\n

Meet<\/p>\n

Clash<\/p>\n

Pull<\/p>\n

Push<\/p>\n

Get lost<\/p>\n

And return.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Like atoms, elements and objects<\/p>\n

In life\u2019s uniqueness and flow<\/p>\n

They<\/p>\n

Endlessly<\/p>\n

Move<\/p>\n

With<\/p>\n

No<\/p>\n

Bad feelings<\/p>\n

Fear<\/p>\n

Nor<\/p>\n

Regrets.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

On the way to Aigina (Island in Greece, Europe), 30\/05\/2024.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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