Katerina Mimikou

The sea. The cliff and the sea.
The green and the blue.
The destruction and the creation.
Your helplessness.
But isn’t the sea
a huge cliff too?
A cliff that we learnt how to float on.
Just like we learnt how to fly.
For sure, that’s where our home is.
At least for us, the wild weeds.

 

-Extract from The Wild Weeds, a translated poem from my upcoming book, TAgrioxorta, Govostis Publishers, Athens, 2024 (Release date 21st of October, Greece)