A matter thick and still.
We draw them
On the wall
And keep them safe;
Their shadow is a sycamore
For us to sleep beneath.
The singer’s fingers
On the table,
Keeping the beat,
The ancient drum.
Once in a while, the fog
Does burn away.
The man who lives
Behind the wall
Puts on his wooden clogs
And goes out walking.
We spill our drink for him.
Yiannis Doukas was born in Athens, Greece. He studied Classics at the University of Athens and Digital Humanities at King’s College London. He currently lives in Ireland, working towards a PhD in Digital Arts and Humanities at NUI Galway. In Greece, he has published a collection of short stories and two books of poetry. His work in English has appeared in Five Dials and Ropes 2015.
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