On [:] Things they couldn’t see | Giorgos Seferis, 1900-1971

“You spoke about things they couldn’t see and so they laughed. Yet to row up the dark river against
the current, to take the unknown road blindly, stubbornly, and to search for words rooted like the
knotted olive tree- let them laugh. And to yearn for the other world to inhabit today’s suffocating
loneliness, this ravaged present- let them be.”

Giorgos Seferis, 1900-1971