261 - Last night

N. Lygeros
Translated from the Greek by Angeliki Papadopoulou, Evi Charitidou

For Andreas Papafilippou

Every night, a mother
is waiting for her children
she puts on the table
the loaf, the bread.

Some night, a hand
crashed her life,
her children’s flock
stroke at the dawn.

Since then, every night
inside the enclaved yesterday
a mother is waiting
for the next moments.