Sailor in love
a cargo of mineral,
during my watch
my decision critical
either sign off, or stay more.
Her letter came
like a thunderbolt....
She writes, she loves me,
turn to gold,
even if it was,
had not the power to stop me...
* Extract from "The Broken Mooring Line", an experiential poetic work
by Odysseus Heavilayias. / page c10-11/ e-mail: firstname.lastname@example.org /
Language adjustments and text adaptation Kellene G Safis,
Digital adaptation and text editing Cathy Rapakoulia Mataraga